“Nothing—just remembering how funny it was to see you like a turtle on its shell when you slipped in that puddle.” During a house fire a few months ago, Lee was stripping siding off the building when he lost his balance and fell backward into a shallow koi pond. The weight of his air tank had made it so he couldn’t roll himself over. He’d been stuck, like a turtle on its shell, moving his arms and legs and rolling around trying to right himself. “Fuck off. You know those air tanks are heavy as shit, and it’s not my fault the mud was too slick for me to flip over. You could have helped sooner,
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