The act of creation!

So, the ignoble Gaijin has no idea how the creation of the mountains took place, but let's imagine a dear God who has already finished his cuddly creatures and now wants to create a 3D landscape on Earth.

Yes, and because our dear heavenly father is a funny guy and likes to take his divine dog out in front of the cloud door, because dogs need to poop outside and not pee in paradise, he takes his daily round over the planet and the dog bone chewer obediently poops his little piles into the world, and every pile of poop becomes a mountain afterwards.

But one fine day, the godly dog seemed to have a bad, diabolical snake with apples for breakfast, which upset his sensitive stomach in the worst way, and when the two diligent creators of worlds were wandering around Norway, suddenly it all started!

The poor, beleaguered dog pooped all over the place, one sausage after another, and because it all stank to high heaven, even the most divine being felt sick and vomited in the worst way!

It's a good thing he had only consumed his 16th can of beer and the liquid could spread between the piles.

So the mountains and fjords were probably created here in such a concentrated number that they can hardly be counted.

Well, so that it wouldn't be so noticeable, the boss man painted everything nicely, planted flowers to counter the stink, and let trees and grass grow over the situation, et voilà, we have a breathtakingly beautiful landscape that is unique in creation and appearance.

That's probably how it was!

As for me, today I followed the dog poop for 516 kilometers and hope that the esteemed and naturally extremely beautiful lesbian staff likes pictures of mountains, because if not, the highly valued readership will soon be attacked by the Sandman and dream of the Dream Man.

Why so many kilometers?

Is the unnecessary presence in a hurry?

According to the weather maps, a beautiful day was expected today and the next rain thing was just behind the ass of the stinky traveler, but catching up to him.

And that's how it was!

It was cloudy and there was only a brief hay dump, which the stinky BOSAMO wanted to take advantage of and make a few meters in the dry.

P.S.: You better make a lot of meters if you want to make me wet with my mistakes!