Snippet #1015826

Having given up after a very lackluster attempt, Josh trudged over to the brook and plopped down next to it. He immediately took off his shirt, removed his book and a few other things from the secret pocket, and began sloshing it around in the water. He figured there was no use getting clean only to put on dirty clothes. Still upset from the ordeal earlier, when a hammer-wielding alcoholic ninja had bust out of his coop, and beginning to feel a bit tired, he didn't bother to look up. Not that he could, really, by now the sun was too bright and being outside irritated his eyes. It had to be 10 or 11 in the morning by now.