Passage #140: 14 March 2012
Me Lucky Charms
A leprechaun has told us that there's a pot o' gold out there in the hills, and, trusting souls that we are, we're going to go search for it! Our record in this regard (the hunting for gold, we mean) is spotless.
The way out is a slow climb, to be sure, though what's slow going on the way out will make for a fairly lively return -- one aided, surely, by the extra weight of the gold we'll be carrying.
Aye, 'tis true that there's a "real" hill in there too, but how else are we to get to the pot o' gold? Rainbows? Bah! Who needs rainbows when you've got bicycles?