Chapter 11: After the Flood
** Body stands with bike on the trail where a sign is posted that says:
Danger: Trail Closed Due to Flooding**
Brain: Hmm. I wonder what this means.
Common Sense: You don't really need to spend too long on that. It means we're turning around and going home.
Brain: Ha! Noooo, this can't mean us.
** Another bike rider arrives, stops, reads sign. **
Mouth: You going in?
Other Rider: Heck yeah!
Common Sense: So you not the only stupid person in this county.
Brain: Wow, that's a big puddle.
Common Sense: That's not a puddle, it's the Perkiomen Creek.
Brain: Nah, it's just a puddle. I can see the other side over there.
Common Sense: It's the Creek. There are geese swimming in it.
Brain: Not for long!
Common Sense: I wouldn't make the geese angry, you know.
All Lower Extremities: Brrrrrrr!
Feet: We'll never be dry again.
Brain: Wow, deeper than I thought.
Common Sense: That's because this is the Creek!
Legs: Mud. We are caked in mud.
Common Sense: Do NOT eat that. It's not cake.
Brain: Aww, yuck. The mud that just flew up onto the Garmin was white.
Common Sense: No, not frosting. I told you not to upset those geese.
Brain: Tongue! Get back in that mouth!
Tongue: Take it easy, I was just going to help Thumb clean off the Garmin.
Thumb: Really? How does this become my job?
Brain: Well, we only brought one tissue, since we do NOT have allergies, and we might need that for later. And we can't wash it off with water, because we need the water. OK, Thumb, you're on.
Feet: Did you realize we haven't heard from Toes in a while?
Brain: Oh well. They aren't that important.
Common Sense: You sure about that?
Brain: We've gotten this far without even noticing they were numb.
Feet: Yeah, talk to us when we're off the bike, and you have to walk somewhere.