Aquaman

My neighbor thinks he is Aquaman. He loves to go scuba diving. Scott has taken many classes and has gained many certifications. He has been all over diving. Scott's diving buddies call him bubbles. I am not so sure that they wouldn't call me something worse due to seeing some of his underwater pictures of sharks in his face. He uses more O2 than most when he dives hence bubbles. He got the bright idea that he should strengthen his lungs. Scott bought a breathing apparatus for that purpose. He was so excited and like a man just briefly read the directions. Exercise away. He breaths in and holds it. He breaths in and holds it and does this 24 times before he hits the floor. Scott hyperventilated and passed out. If he had only read the directions and did the exercises the way they described he wouldn't be wearing a knot on his head. Good thing when you pass out from hyperventilation, you go back to your normal breathing pattern, since he was alone. I can't believe he gave us this hysterical revelation about himself. I guess we will have to go and check on him more and take all toys away till he learns to read. So much for a wonderfully smart man who saved a drowning boy scout on a dive. Maybe, we should just let him play aquaman more often.