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In Reply to: Re: Hey Chica!! //en ingles Hey Girl!! posted by Acheick on August 07, 2002 at 06:51:38:
First of all, let's get this straight: the guy was nowhere near the cookhouse, OK? I was the one by the cookhouse checkin' out the side of ham. (Yes, these backslidden people eat pork. I was going to help them remain pure in their eating habits.) So I'm ambling along with this side of ham and suddenly here's this idiot with a pea-shooter standing in my way. I'm thinking, "OK buddy. You got a problem or something?" He's got it aimed at my left eye, which kinda worried me, but yes, I knew it wasn't bear season so he would be in mega-caca if he shot me. Not that I'd be around to see his gun get impounded, but....
So we're standing there. Staring at each other. He's got the gun. I've got the ham. He blinks. I blink. Meanwhile his finger is twitching on the trigger and, like, saliva is drooling down this side of very salty ham. Finally his wife calls him into the house for breakfast so he backs down, goes away, and I go off into the forest with the side of ham.
Don't believe any other version. And Mekka, I WILL be phoning my cousins in Arizona telling them you're coming. And what bore of guns you're taking. Have a nice hike.
