| Then I discovered a cave. Inside it was a freakin’ bigfoot! I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The creature had its back to us, and it was obvious the creature was in severe pain. I had no choice but to kill the poor thing. After shooting it several times I wanted to see what their faces look like, so I grabbed the animal by its fur and pulled it over so I could see its face. I was shocked to discover there were two babies under the creature, which I determined must have been a female. The mother, to the two babies I was now seeing. They were unharmed. The first thing I did was to give them some water which they drank right down. Then I decided to go find someone in authority to find out what they wanted to do with the babies? That was when Jimbo Horton came into the cave. As soon as he came in he wanted to kill the babies but I wouldn’t let him. I didn’t trust leaving him alone with the babies so I took them with me when I left the cave. Horton tried to stop me and I had no choice but to use force to get past him. In fact I hit him pretty hard because he was one of the other kind. I knew if I hit him he would be coming after me. I wanted enough time to get these babies to safety before I had to deal with that waste of oxygen. So I used the gun butt to strike him and then I rushed out of the cave and didn’t stop moving until we were way lost in the forest. Understand I am the kind of guy that always has a plan. On my good days, I have at least two plans. No that isn’t correct, on my good days I have three plans. The best one. Plan B. The shit has hit the fan. The last plan was probably something that involved running, possible violence, most likely some to a lot of lying and the willingness to do whatever it takes to accomplish the goal. next page |  |