FoxTrot by Bill Amend for August 08, 2010

Ah, but as an archeologist, you always hope.

He wants all the mithril for himself.

Or else the Balrog he works for does.

They want to be orc-haeologists.

Reminds me of my spelunking time. As a boy, my friends and I spent one summer exploring a cave we found in the Texas hill country. Went back in the winter, and found about 200 rattlesnakes had taken over. End of caving career.

Dream on, boys…

Maybe Balrog=human waste? I mean if you give it a sword and a whip and light it on fire in a large enough quantity…

I believe balrog was a the creature that live in lava in the video game Super Mario World.

Dirty-Charisma, didn’t read or watch Lord Of The Rings, huh?

For ones who work those manholes. Including AT&T, doesn’t it stink or get hot down there? Jason there would be nothing glamours in it for you. When you get older take Engineering classes or jobs that realate to that type of work and your bubble will burst.

Flag ‘em high! Flag ‘em low! Flag ‘em where they sit no mo’!

Boy, I sure would like to make it “H O T” for certain cretins - Fling, flang & flung ‘em

balrog’s from lord of the rings

while illegal, many urban explorers will go into manholes, sewage or not

i used to go running around in large storm drains when i was a kid. until the municipality got smart enough to put gates across the entrances to any of them large enough to walk into.

I remember too many episodes of “Dirty Jobs” when Mike would be down in a sewer, walking through filty water, having roaches drop down on him from above and rats crawling over his feet. Wow, that DOES sound like fun! :)

Dirty-Charisma, you’re thinking of the “blargg”

I’ve never seen or read any Tolkien stories either, but I can still identify … sort of.

In Brooklyn NY they found a thousand feet of vaulted railroad tunnel underneath Atlantic Avenue near downtown, quite forgotten after it was disused and eventually sealed off in the 1870s. Still had shoes in it, and other detritus, about which one theory is hurried abandonment by Underground Railroad escapees. Meanwhile 120 years of city life had boomed directly above. There’s nothing like actually descending the correct manhole and seeing what was there the whole time. (They escort small groups down on selected Saturdays now, for a fee.)

On an early 19th century college campus in the 1970s, a new sport called “Dungeons & Dragons” was surreptitiously played. It involved role-playing characters, complete with robes and homemade weapons, in the network of steam tunnels that supplied heat to the dozens of buildings. (Obviously, only played in warm weather.)

It took me years after the board game was manufactured and PCs became common before I realized that D&D no longer involved any physical spelunking …

“You shal not pass…Into the boring sewers of the suburbs”