My Indiana Jones moment

Lost. The contents of my colon prior to almost stepping on this, this thing. Yes, I know its tiny and its even dead....but its orange and its creepy. Truth be told, I hate snakes.

Oh crap!

Lost. Toilet paper. I got the seat ready-though in a precarious position at that. Maybe crack boy left it there. Which begs the question, does heroine give you the runs?

Got drugs?

Found. More than one seringe. Just in case you need a back-up. What better way to enjoy the pleasant view of the nearby waterfall you may ask? Well, with some good ole fashioned heroine naturally. Duh. Good thing I didn't trip and fall here (pun intended). I may still be seeing those striped buffalo.