There are days that I love tourists. They occasionally make me feel like a total bad ass. "Do you fish?" Yes. "Do you hunt?" Yes. That's awesome that a girl does that. Oh I know. "What do you do in the winter?" "I drive cab...at night!" Oh my god your totally ballsy! Oh I know. "You are the most interesting person we've met since we've been here!" Yeah, you better believe it!
Yeah gotta love it! But these feelings of awesomeness only last for so long before I go and do something that reminds me that I am in fact a total dork. Like telling a dog that he doesn't really want me to throw the ball because I'll probably end up throwing off the dock...then accidentally throwing it off the dock.
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