'Pool attempts to find Spiritual Enlightenment . . .

Once 'Pool got over the sprained ankle and broken wrist from his skateboard adventure - it took about 12 minutes - he decided that maybe "EXTREEEEME" wasn't quite the way to go. Maybe, just maybe, he needed to find peace. Yeah, right, 'Pool and peace. They go together about as well as anchovies and whipped cream . . .

But he did bring back pictures of his "Spiritual Retreat".

Here we see 'Pool standing in front of the sweatlodge.

An excerpt from his (generally spotty and not usually printable) diary from this time reads:

"I went to the woods to live deep, to suck the marrow of life. The only problem was that the mosquitoes were so big, they were sucking the marrow out of ME! Filthy buggers.

Oh, and sweat + spandex DOES NOT lend well to spiritual enlightenment. I wanna go home!"











Fortunately for us, 'Pool's journey home was not so boring, as he was attacked on his way through Ireland by the only snake left in that country:

The snake clearly did not
get the best end of that deal.

(Oh, and don't ask me how he ended up in Ireland on the way home from an Indian reservation.)