LAMB
VOMIT
I have always
promised that I would never again step into the dominion of the
Vomiting Lamb. The story I’m about to tell you is
not for the faint of heart, it is neither true nor false but that
of spiritual myth. Spend as little time as you have to in this god
forsaken bastion of concrete covered hell!
This was the exact location where I was
first introduced
to the Southern California
“way-of-life” after a long voyage from another, more serene,
kingdom. It was here where I had my first encounter with the
Vomiting Lamb, historically known as
Puke,
who is a mischievous
nature spirit. Don’t let the cuddly appearance fool you. This
trickster is a kind of half-domesticated farmland sprite, leading
geocachers astray with micro- and nanocaches or just coming into
the nearby 7-11 and souring milk in the cooler. Puke is more
recently well known for the forceful expulsion in the proliferation
of urban micro caches. This act resulted from the many fable bouts
with evil foes that attempted to poison or elevated the
intracranial pressure of Puke, resulting in this new found
power.
If you find yourself planted
firmly on concrete (or asphalt), with the sounds of traffic
whizzing by, the smell of sour milk in the air, and a microcache in
hand, then you have met Puke’s sister,
Nausea. It won’t
be long now before Puke’s powers will over take you and you’ll
retch out a microcache.
My warning to you, no matter where you
are;
N
"Watch out for the Lamb
Vomit!” N