Boredom struck today as I looked at all the zombies outside dancing in the rain. I was reminded about how Ricky Martin revolutionized the world of music with his first Polka Hit: Snail Soup. It was an epic ballad of fantastic proportions that sustained the tale of a thatcher who couldn’t get anywhere with his pet goat. I saw the movement of the undead’s hips and thought to myself: “Man I could really go for a waterpark escapade” At that moment it hit me. I could flood the house and have an indoor pool, with enough mouth blown plastic bags I could get a nice floaty and be safe. Onwards to joy!