A Love Story

I fell in love with an iceberg. It’s one of those huge ones floating in the Arctic Sea. I was on a sea cruise off the coast of Alaska when I spotted the iceberg. At first I thought it was the effects of the pastrami sandwich I had for lunch. It was spicy and kind of tasted old.

But when I jumped off the ship and swam like crazy towards the iceberg, I knew that it was love. The people on the boat cheered me on.

The thing is, I’m not a good swimmer. After thirty seconds I stopped and tread water. Then I started to drown. I felt like an idiot.

It was then I noticed the iceberg coming towards me. It looked like an entire city was on the move. I started to cry. Luckily people were too distracted by the traveling iceberg to notice.