


Minutes after getting served on a nasty rail, Drewser still had it in him to risk life and limb – and tree limb too, plus maybe even a case of Hepatitis A – by trying to spring over this sewage stream. Despite catching a branch to the face, he gave it a few more tries before wilsoning out with a splash. Like the hero he is, he took it in stride. Or maybe he's just hoping he'll end up with a cool mutation or something.
Additionally, the car ride home was quite a spectacle, as a bog trog clad only in boxers could be heard calling his girlfriend to tell her to "get out the hose" for when he got home. That concludes this bog blog. -Grizzler