Creek Running North

DON’T PUSH THE RED BUTTON!  DON’T PUSH THE RED BUTTON!

Oh, for fuck’s sake.  I was already feeling ill.

lovely.  amazing.

I tried, Lauren.

Clearly there’s a private joke here, so you needn’t answer, but why shouldn’t Lauren click on that picture? It looks like a perfectly nice specimen of its type, and the kid’s damn cute. What’s not to like about a boy and his damp little friend?

Great photos. And what’s not to like about that yummy lunch-to-be? (Reminds me of my own youth and the contents of plenty of buckets I carried).

Ah, well, each of us has our fears that don’t make perfect sense. Mine is of nuclear immolation.

And Pocky.

[shudder]

You know it’s perfectly irrational to fear nuclear immolation, Chris. Pocky I can understand, though.