Thursday, June 26, 2008

Industrial love

As this early postcard shows, the male Flintoid has always possessed the requisite skills to please the ladies. Who could resist a romantic canoe trip down the scenic Flint River under the shade of a parasol, taking in the majestic beauty of the factories, smokestacks and water towers crowding the riverbank, while the industrial runoff fashions a mesmerizing kaleidoscope of color in the water?

This dude's a playa!

(Warning: Never touch or drink the water. Some river carp can be aggressive and territorial. Avoid all riverside saloons, bars, watering holes, factories and public parks where other intoxicated Flint males tend to congregate. Keep a sharp eye out for floating bodies, which tend to spoil the romantic mood.)


  1. bodies weren't the only thing floating that river...I didn't know what a river was really s'pposed to smell and look like 'til I moved from Flint...

  2. Just like the beautiful shores of Thread Lake....


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