Hey now. I think I’m far more popular than any of these people. And you must think I’m pretty stupid if you expect me to believe you can’t have a pool on the 15th floor. My penthouse has a pool, and it’s on the 30th floor. Or something. I think it’s the 30th. I’ll have to ask Alfred. It’ll give me an opportunity to get a mojito.
No. You’re richer, maybe, but not more popular. I live in a tiny apartment I don’t own the freakin’ building, dude. I got an idea! Why not go up to the roof, find your pool, and in the words of the immortal Snagglepuss, Exit Stage Left right down t’ the ground floor. Express elevator.
Umm, there’s no elevator in the pool, duh. I can’t very well go in the pool AND down to the ground floor. Why would I want to go to the ground floor anyway? It sucks down there.
Wanna show me your pool? We can see if you float with weights tied to your ankles.
Sounds like a great workout routine. Better than that zumba shit. Chicks love zumba. I don’t do it myself, but I like watching the commercials if you know what I mean. You should be careful with those weights, though. If you’re recommending that to people who don’t work out much, no wonder you’ve got dead people in your pool, you sick freak.