An extremely weird freak accident.Given a week, we could have completely policed up the grounds of our private little battleground, but we didn't have...another hour or anything close to it. We settled for quickly napalming all of the corpses we'd stuffed into wrecked SUV's and tossing onto the numerous cremation bonfires any body part we could hastily find that was larger than a thumb, but we had no chance to find and destroy everything. As far as I was concerned, it was quite safe to leave all. Curiously, he seemed to have developed a penchant for long danglythings, which was reflected quite prominently in the rather gaudy setof accessories he had decided to try on. He had picked out severalnecklaces, all of which hung down well into his cleavage, as though myeyes weren't drawn to them enough.He seemed quite fond of skirts as well. I don't think I saw a singlepair of pants in the whole collection.What stuck out for me the most however, was how Evan had moved awayfrom the muscle-man. It wasn't that large but it had been large enough to interdict his continued progress.With a grunt and a curse Pedro pushed himself off the sandbar with the pole. Once the craft was back into the flow of the current, Pedro allowed it to carry him on around the barrier. Once past it Pedro started to look for a place to put ashore for the night. That took him a bit of time. The land around him was towering barriers of reeds and other water plants. Finding firm shoreline visible to the eye was a. As bad as the traffic was Dana and Candy had no idea just how much worse it would get by the year 2006.We made our way through the airport following the signs to the baggage claim area assuming that would be where we would find the public lockers. While walking through the airport I heard an announcement for the cancellation of several flights to cities in the Middle East, a sad reminder of the 50 Americans hostages still being held in Tehran. We took the escalators and went down one floor to.