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The sewer grate was round with round, blunt studs on it. It had dirt and mud caked on it as well. In fact, it was a normal sewer grate, except
this one had a pair of glowing red eyes glaring at me from beneath. Never one to back away from the unknown, I pulled open the grate and climbed down, only to be confronted by a
talking koala bear of all things! I began to wander if I was
ever in these parts again. I'd need a map. A compass. A hairnet. A pair of sturdy shoes. A tent for 1.5 persons. A water bottle. Snake repellent. A car door so i could roll down the window. A hiking stick. What else?
What else indeed. If not a hiking stick then perhaps a walking stick, or a stick of gum. Any kind of stick can
. Stick in the muds. Stick shifts. Dipsticks. Elasticks. Plastics. Causticks. Gymnasticks. And like that wonderful sport, if you don't like this conclusion, you can stick it. Amen.
