(Note to Readers: Spelunking is the sport of exploring underground caves.) The other day Shane decided to go spelunking. He had no idea what spelunking was, but he figured things couldn't get any worse than losing to senior citizens (see Hockey Havoc). He went to the library and got one of those little pamphlets they always have for really weird stuff. He read it, but skipped over the part were it said it was underground. You see, Shane has a terrible fear of being underground. So, Shane, Not knowing it was underground, signed up to go spelunking at Deadman's Cave. When they got there, Shane couldn't understand why the guide was handing out lights. As they started to go in, Shane realized they were going underground. He tried to run away, but ran down a long, stone hall. It branched into three more caves. He ran down on of them, but tripped on a rock and broke his light. That was the last anyone saw of Shane, but to this day you can still here him calling "Help somebody! So hungry...So bored..." The moral of this story is that Shane has no sense of direction, so if you want to get rid of him, take him into the middle of a Wal-Mart, tell him to play hide and go seek, and then leave.
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