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Tom Kunich
Guest
(We're on a spectacularly beautiful road with a conservation oceanic slough on one side. On the
other is rising hills covered in verdant greenery. There aren't any houses for about 5 miles here.
Just salt marsh on the one side and forest and meadow on the other. The paceline is wheeling along
at about 22 and we pass a possum in the middle of the road laying feet straight up, mouth wide open
showing blood teeth as rigid as a board.)
"Well, that's one possum that won't be playing possum anymore." "I don't know, that's why they
call it playing possum." "Possums can even emit a smell like rotting possum." "So can Benny
after burritos and beer." "If that possum is playing possum he must be the Sir Laurence Olivier
of possums."
That was enough and several of the members boosted the pace to the point where the conversation
consisted only of gasping.
other is rising hills covered in verdant greenery. There aren't any houses for about 5 miles here.
Just salt marsh on the one side and forest and meadow on the other. The paceline is wheeling along
at about 22 and we pass a possum in the middle of the road laying feet straight up, mouth wide open
showing blood teeth as rigid as a board.)
"Well, that's one possum that won't be playing possum anymore." "I don't know, that's why they
call it playing possum." "Possums can even emit a smell like rotting possum." "So can Benny
after burritos and beer." "If that possum is playing possum he must be the Sir Laurence Olivier
of possums."
That was enough and several of the members boosted the pace to the point where the conversation
consisted only of gasping.