Next day, Johnny was at work, fishing on the coast line with his coworker Horatio.
Horatio was a 33 year old man with milk chocolate brown hair, blue eyes and blue-tinted square eyeglasses. he wore a red knit toboggan hat to cover his hair, a light blue-colored polo shirt, yellow rubber overalls with suspenders and blue buttons, and dark brown boots with orange bottoms.
He was known to be quite intelligent, Johnny especially remembering it, for he often used big words that even he couldn't understand.
An hour or so later, Horatio suddenly developed a nasty itch on his left foot. He stopped his boat so he could remove his left boot and sock to scratch it. But then, he got a itch on his right foot. He removed his other boot and sock, and Johnny scratched the itch on his coworker's right foot, whereas Horatio scratched the itch on his left foot.
Unbeknownst to Johnny, he had unintentionally given his coworker a fish tf.
"Ahhh, that's better." Horatio said, wriggling his toes. "that persistent itchiness really makes your feet feel like needing the ocean breeze to cool them down."
"Exactly." Johnny said.
suddenly, Horatio felt a strange tingling feeling was coming on his feet.
First, he heard a loud hiss noise, then he saw his feet swelling up, like a balloon, then suddenly, with a loud pop, they became webbed!
his feet had became webbed!
on his feet his toes had webbing in between.
And his toenails were nowhere to be seen.
"Oh my goodness!" Horatio exclaimed. "A gooey gelatinous mass has formed inbetween the gaps of my toes!"