I figured, that since he was hung in the fence, he just wouldn't be able to put up much of a fight.
I jumped off the top of the corner post onto his back, and grabbed his antlers with left hand, with knife in my right. At this point he let out a growling bawl, and exploded into 1000 directions all at once. Reminiscent to that of one mean *** saddle bronc I once had the displeasure of getting to know.
The rodeo was on. We went under the fence, over the fence, and through the fence what seemed like a million times, but somehow I managed to stay mounted on this demon of which I was gaining lots of respect REAL FAST.
Finally the cold steel blade of my Boy Scout Western did it's job across his jugular, and he lay quiet for the first time in what seemed like an eternity.
I stood there dripping blood, which was a mixture of both his, and mine.
I picked up my hat, placed it back on my head, and then tipped it to this mighty steed, acknowledging to him my respect for his strength, and lust for life.
Good fight Old Feller, I thought to myself. I'm **** sure glad you had one arm (um leg) tied behind your back, or you might a kilt me.
My brother, with eyes as wide as saucers looked at me, and said -
"You're a !@#%ing IDIOT !!!!!!!!!"
The End
Rick
I jumped off the top of the corner post onto his back, and grabbed his antlers with left hand, with knife in my right. At this point he let out a growling bawl, and exploded into 1000 directions all at once. Reminiscent to that of one mean *** saddle bronc I once had the displeasure of getting to know.
The rodeo was on. We went under the fence, over the fence, and through the fence what seemed like a million times, but somehow I managed to stay mounted on this demon of which I was gaining lots of respect REAL FAST.
Finally the cold steel blade of my Boy Scout Western did it's job across his jugular, and he lay quiet for the first time in what seemed like an eternity.
I stood there dripping blood, which was a mixture of both his, and mine.
I picked up my hat, placed it back on my head, and then tipped it to this mighty steed, acknowledging to him my respect for his strength, and lust for life.
Good fight Old Feller, I thought to myself. I'm **** sure glad you had one arm (um leg) tied behind your back, or you might a kilt me.
My brother, with eyes as wide as saucers looked at me, and said -
"You're a !@#%ing IDIOT !!!!!!!!!"
The End
Rick
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