When I was 8 years old, my family went to sea world. I was having one of the best days of my adolescent life until my uncle decided to dangle me, head first by mt ankles, over the open shark pit. It is one of the large tanks that you can go underground to look at, or look at it from above.

He said to me, “ I don’t know if I can hold on, ooooo, I am gonna drop ya”! All the while he kept letting go for a split second.

I was absolutely petrified. I thought to myself, is this the end of my short life? My ass hole uncle is going to drop me into the shark tank and I will be torn to pieces by the unholy creatures of the deep!

I brought this incident up the other day to my uncle at a family gathering. He of course did not remember the most terrifying experience of my childhood,that gave me nightmares for years. Later that day, while we were playing basketball, I “accidentally” broke his nose.

I hate sharks….