Friday, 6 November 2026
2061
"Don't know how the deer can stand them", say I.
"They're not fussy eaters. Plus, they have a different digestive system from ours."
"And probably no taste buds."
Says Kenny, "It really gives the lie to how spoiled and entitled us white folk are, doesn't it."
"I'll say it does."
"Extra Parmesan on my caesar salad please, and it better be authentic Parmesan from the city of Parma in Italy. And those croutons have to be artisanal gluten free sourdough before they touch my precious lips."
"Not to mention all those other things that have touched your precious lips, dear."
"You really have morphed into one deliciously wicked little bitch, Christopher", says Kenny, chuckling.
"i was taught by the best, dear."
"Oh you flatterer, you."
And now we are coming out to the West Canyon Trail. More a wooded ravine, actually with alders and giant pacific maples cascading down to the bottom....
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