permanently pressed repressed and depressed
Got up today after a restless sleep...went looking for my boot. SUCCESS! Well, success after waiting for the snake that had camped in it to move along. I put that boot back on, turned to go, and tripped on an armadillo. Guess I'm still a little 'rattled'...
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I made my way down to the creekbed to find my beer stash in the cool water. It's a long hot walk and well worth it ...aw damn. Bears. There sits a big ole bear at the edge of the water with a can of beer in his mouth foaming and spraying in every direction. You know, if the cuss had just waited a little bit...
I hope that wasn't my last.
...when I said "Long Tall Texan," I didn't mean one of 'Longhorn' variety. There he is, cooly eyein' me eyein' the bear, his nostrils flaring. In. Out. In. Out. And his right hoof scratchin' at the dusty plain. Damn my red suede jacket!
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I'm planning my escape... nice teepee and all, and God knows my understanding of these people is limited, but it seems they plan to trade me into an arranged marriage in another tribe for a colt for the Chief's son's 8th birthday. OR I am white chicken stew for pow-wow. Either way, is not looking so good for me right now...
Just my Luck...
we're at the rendevous point. Here come the scouts. They're using some kind of sign language, but it looks more like 'rock, scissors, paper,' ...they're looking me up and down. One's shouting. One's laughing. There's a scuffle...
this might be my opportunity knocking
cross your fingers!!!










