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Bulls! I have one semi scary/funny story about a bull and oddly enough,,,, crawdads.
My sisters loved naming the animals... We ended up having to lie to them when the calves were butchered. I lost track of how many we raised just to have them carted off to a "petting zoo". Though I was sorely tempted to drop that Nuke on my Sis's from time to time there was always the Deterrent's Belt.
Running out of air (I had also been holding my breath because who likes eating chicken SHI feces?), and groping blindly I offered up the most tender parts of my body to Henry so I could make my escape. Found the latch, opened the door and rushed out into the clean air......Freedom!.....and right into the other two White Rock Ninjas.
The ruckus in the hen house evidently sounded like the amorous adventures of Henry engaged in a chicken menage et' trois. The other two Nameless Devils wanted them some of that and had come to investigate! Within seconds Henry followed me out of the hen house still intent on buggering me up. Now it was a chicken menage et' trois but, no hens,,,,three on one (cowards). Fine by me because now I had room to maneuver, I could see and I could kick for the end zone. I was human after all and towered over these mere chickens.
At this point, the rest of the hens came running over and I swear they ringed us in like a scene from a bad prison yard movie. I think we all know who the ***** was...and Ray wasn't sweating it. I kept those three at bay as best I could but, they backed me up against the side wall of the hen house.. Fine by me, it had my back. The Spartan 300 had held off thousands..
We of course know how that played out. Now they were playing me...one would feint and another would attack. I was starting to get tired, couldn't see a way out so I fell back on the only thing that had worked so far.....
I started screaming for my dad (as only a pre-pubescent eleven year old boy can).
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Harmlessly passing gas in the grassland away;
Only dimly aware of a certain smell in the air
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