I was floating on the orange rubber raft, the swimming pool was small, maybe between ten and thirty feet across. It's depth extended forever downward, fading into blacknes. Around me was a green backyard, moving outward but confined somehow. The was a hill and a garage sometimes.A great white shark the size of a small dog sprung up from the water and gnashed it's teeth at me. I was frightened. It had a nose. And a moustache. "FUCK YOU!" I screamed at it, over and over. It bit my toes as I dangled them in the water. I was naked. I curled into a ball. "NECESSARY!" growled the shark, a deep sound emanating from it's insides. "NECESSARY!"  It's nose was black. I cried. I tried to reason with it as the sky urned green and the water darkened like blue ink. The shark stared at me with blank eyes as it repeatedly rammed my orange now red raft. It eventually gave up, I was relieved. It then (the shark) rose straight out of the water, pointing it's nose and moustache into the green sky. It's neck suddenly bent forward, pointing it's ugly face at me as it hovered midair. "FUCK YOU" it said as it dove forward and bit my leg. I felt incredible pain for a brief moment, then awoke in my bed with an erection, tangled in my sheets and still feeling a tingle on my leg where I had been bitten.

it was the bite of zee poo dyba.

I turned on the lights, and sat watching late night television, pondering the uselessness of it all.