081613 #worm And then. And then, um. There are tinkling noises in the creek behind your back. You turn around slowly, not because you think you're going to see a bear, but because you're petrified of what might happen if you don't see a bear. You don't see a stomach. You're scared stiff. I wish I could explain to you how stupid you are. You ride up here in your car. First of all, anyone who drives a sedan is a total Dick and Jane. Anyone who can't fucking toddle on their lap all the way across the desolate tract is dumb cane. You're dulcet. Okay? Okay. Yeah. Right. Uh-huh. Sure.