The party was in an aquatic laboratory that was floating off the coast of Georgia. The first level below the water had a steadily growing leak.
Player 1: How high is the water?
Me: Up to your knees.
Player 2: The water is up to our knees?
Me: Yes. If it was milk it would be past your eyes.
Entire table: *grooaaaan*
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