181015 — 4:20 pm: sitting next to 5 mile lake, high on mushrooms. (i could get to like this… 😉)
an early-20-ish, young female jogger approaches.
YFJ: excuse me, sir… do you know what is in this lake?
ME: um… water?
YFJ: i mean, is it, like, safe to swim in? there’s no sharks?
ME: (trying hard not to laugh), no, there are no sharks in this fresh-water lake…
YFJ: thanks! 😃