My family and I arived at the Grand Canyon... and we were walking around the edge of it. I was looking down thinking "woop-tee-doo, a big hole in the ground!" Sarcastically, of course. I tried climbing to parts a wee lower here and there, but nothing significant.
And then, as I was looking over to the other sides, I saw some donkeys carying people down. I thought "if those damn donkeys can do it, then SO CAN I!" So, I walked around to a spot I thought looked like a way down. And, down I began. So then, all of a sudded, I hit a road block. There was a slanted rock, I couldn't stand on it, and the only way to continue was to try to stand on the slanted rock, and work my way over to a more flat surface. At the bottom end of the slanted rock? NOTHING!!!!
Only about 1 yrd. seperated me from the edge of nothing...
I tried a couple of times... slipped each one and almost went over. I was shaking so bad. So, I gave up. I tried to get back up, but I was having trouble there. But, I tried a couple of more times and managed to work my way up.
I got to the top and was panting like a nut; the people must've thought I was insane.
In the end though... I saw a cute little squirl, which made the whole thing worth while
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Trék
In considering the Origin of Species, it is quite conceivable that a naturalist... might come to the conclusion that each species had not been independently created, but had descended, like varieties, from other species. - Charles Darwin
On the Origin of Species