I could never bring myself to trust either a peacock or a geologist. In the case of peacocks my experience was truly awful. I was on a Tasmanian hitchhiking holiday with my then girlfriend, Rell. There is a beautiful gorge outside of Launceston and we were in a café with a fantastic view, and we were in love, on holiday, young, pretty and free. All of this plus we were tucking into our number one fave treat - Coffee and Raisin Toast! And look at these beautiful peacocks! They don't seem to be afraid at all! Then swish! One peacock braver than the brave, scuttled silently in, grabbed my raisin toast and fled! You can NEVER let your guard down when they are around.
As for geologists, they pose a different danger. How can you trust someone who, of his/her own volition, goes to rocky places and starts hitting the rocks with his hammer till they break? That was a punishment up to a few generations ago!
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