There's nothing better than waking up to 4 inches of water in your basement on a soggy friday morning.
Get up, take a nice refreshing swim on your way to the laundry machine, maybe raft around a little bit on your bed (but only if you remembered to put out the paddles before you went to sleep). The best part is watching your cat freak out when it stumbles out of its hiding place and finds it self up to its belly in water.
It's sounds to good to be true, but what can I say? I'm living the life.
"I don't think I had the nuts in that tourney at any point except when I hit quads on the river against Lindy"