The day our waterbed died

Bill loves the word FREE!
When we first got married someone gave him his old waterbed...not too bad at first, but when I was pregnant getting into the water bed was a chore (probably hillarious to watch, though).
I felt like a beached whale and would have to throw myself onto the bed, and heaven help if someone was on the other side..the danger would be that you would be thrown off the bed because of the waves!!!
Ryan would come into our bed in the mornings and we would play with him a little before the day started. Well, one morning he was with us and I started to feel a little warm...then wet! I thought perhaps Ryan had an "accident,but as I became more alert I realized that I was in a puddle.
Of course, I was the only one wet. Bill and Ryan were just fine!! I got up and examined the bed to find out where the leak was. Ryan thought it was great to have an indoor pool, but I was getting frustrated!
We found out the problem....Ryan took a pin and stuck our bed. He wanted to see what would happen! It was the middle of winter, and we had to get a hose to empty all the water out of our second story window!!
I told Bill it was time for a regualr bed for us.....so that was the day our waterbed died! Bill was okay with not patching it because he got another "bargain" the next day!!