Revealing Broadening, Unbaffling Plummet

Climb Mount Everest, he said. It’ll build character he said. Fuck Mount Everest. Hugh was cold, wet, sore, hangry and tired as hell. Another crack in the snow. Woopity doo. “Global warming mah aff,” Hugh muffled through the protective garments. He hopped across smugly. The crack opened smugly. Before he could attempt to catch his balance, he looked into the eyes of a bottomless pit of doom. Hugh experience both karma and weightlessness shortly thereafter.