![]() Thus, I started out my journey, with little more than a bicycle and a healthy determination not to crash it. This may help to explain my desire to bicycle somewhere cool without wetting myself. This coolness diluted a bit, however, because I am pretty sure I wet myself a little when I realized I had accidently ridden my bicycle onto the Autoban. I was already super cool because I had ridden a bicycle on the Autoban in Frankfurt. Let's just say there were a lot of castles. Well, not sure about England, but Iowa and Nebraska for sure. Granted, I was already cool after cruising down the Rhine River and seeing more castles than exist in Iowa, Nebraska, and England combined. Which would, of course, make me cooler than any of you out there who can't claim to have bicycled through the Black Forest - which I have done, making me cool. I would get to bicycle through the Black Forest. Travelling in the charming city of Frankfurt, I decided I wanted to bicycle through the Black Forest because, well. Despite the risk of further danger to mself. Which is why I have decided to come out and tell my story. This lethal scourge of the Black Forest lies in wait now for the unsuspecting and uneducated. The Giant Deadly Kamikaze Black Forest Trail Snail is very real, and every bit as dangerous as its name implies. The deadly, cunning creature waits for its unknowing victims in one of the most picturesque areas of the world, and yet we go about our everyday lives as if the very real chance that we may next feel its wrath does not matter to us. ![]() No one is talking about it, but it exists.
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