After having been Stymied by Trolls (they were a noisy 90's drunk rock band...look it up) during a previous caching I decided I would re-plant the remainder of that particular intended prize pack, along with a little something to keep the moonbeams from getting inside one's brain.
Using my undeniable geospatial abilities (repeatedly voted world's sexiest superpower...google it), I created an inverse cost raster triangulated from the nearest California Refund Value tin can recyclery locations, from where trolls obtain their life force. Once I had my location, we pedaled on o'er, and wouldn't you know it there was a series of exceptional landmarks to be found.
OSHA approved
I'll take door #3, Bob. (Please oh please let there be pigeons)
Don't be afraid
Be sure to smash the hell out of your head on the way back out
4 comments:
Excellent! I now have a reason to go there, as I've never had one before.
I'm guessing that's because your arch-enemy "The Wind" lives out there. I suggest going there at night, alone.
That would be truly creepy.
Got that, bitches!
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