Slick and Thick

I was ice skating on the Artic Sea today. I like ice skating up there because the chance of falling through the ice is slim.

The only problem I encountered was the ice is so slick that when I fell, I slid for an hour straight.

There was nothing I could do about it, so I relaxed, and even took a nap.

When I awoke, I looked up at the sky. I saw the sun beaming down on me.

The Sun said, “It’s nice to see you smile. But that still won’t stop me from trying to melt the ice and drown you.”

I said, “I wouldn’t expect anything less.”