@mountaineer A friend and I walked over to Sims Bayou, at the end of our street, and saw a friend's big brother standing in a quicksand pool. That quicksand was really thick. We asked him what he was doing and he said he wanted to see how deep it went. So we sat down and watched him. When he was down to his waist, he yelled to us to help him out. So we began arguing on who was going to help him out. When he was down to his arm pits, we agreed that we would both get him out, but we both had to go in the same distance. There was a tree sapling close by, we bent over to him and let him pull his own self out.
