Camping growl

And so I thinks to myself, so I does, boyoboy this is gunna be a tough one ain't it? I asks myself. And what would you know, right there and then the clouds part over weather gets pretty as a bird and I'm runnin' about like a saved man from the island with with that guy, from forrest forrest was his name run forrest run. That bloke when he got stranded in the island and they find him in the end, that's how happy I was. So there I am ready to set up my tent in this beautiful weather ahh what a weather it was best weather i seen in thirty-fourty years maybe. Nay there was a few days in between, one time when Jennine's sister got married, beautiful day that was out in the golf course too, three hundred people it must have been. And they didn't spare expenses no they didn't. I was surprised I tell ya' and I says to my brother says I, so they went all in eh, and he says to me yeah you fool it's the husband payin' for everything the bride's father that greedy bastard he ain't gettin' a dime outta' him. And then there was that ....yeah yeah where was I right and just as I'm done fixing up my tent I hears a growl, a heavy one as if someone was in pain and I thinks that's no good someone could be dyin' out there. But you see no bandaid and I was all by meself, strong but still old and alone so I says to myself no I can't go and help the yungun's from the other group surely will help the poor fellow whoever it is.

And then I looks at the sky and there they are, three fighter plans flying in a straight line, right above me goddamn head, almost shaved my hair off by god they did. Scared the heart out of me it did. And it was since then I told myself, Slalom, you are too old to do nature things all by yourself, you are still strong you are still brave but if they'll send fighter goddamn planes to take you down in the mountains it's not worth the hassle. So now on the weekends every so often I go out in me backyard put out the tent and have my own little camping hiking trip. Most beautiful ever. Good times these are eh.

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