re: #293 Shropshire Slasher

I didn’t realize I was sitting on, and flushing down, a gold mine in raw water.

I grow rocks in the winter (the frost pushes them up in my lawn) I should restart the pet rock craze.

i knew these people were loons. i didnt know this much:

And being that water has memory, it has a memory of tumbling through the rocks.

memory? homeopathic nonsense

or this:

It has micronutrients and I believe it’s alive.

gah