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I was chasing down a deer because I needed something to go with my Hamburger Helper. That's when I tripped over a 17 foot tall rock and fell into a mineshaft someone left laying around. Figured I'd be there for awhile since the tunnel was 250 years long and I wasn't about to get snail slime on my Sunday best.
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You may be asking yourself, 'Why is he deer-hunting in his best clothes?' Well, I was lying in church when that dang deer whizzed by the window, I was off like a shot, the only weapon on me. But I was tripping, hence the tall fall. And the very wet landing. Now I am thinking Tuna Helper. |
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You may be asking yourself, 'Why he way lying in church, in his best clothes?' Well, I was lying in church because my girl was getting married to my pal of years And I had heard that cops treated you right if you had your best clothes on; and it wasn't clear what I intended doing although I had taken my shotgun with me, and that was when the deer, the chase, & the fall in the tuna pond As I live with my grandmother I know she wouldn't call for a search Till somebody reported her truck that I had left outside the bicycle repair shop |
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I wandered the mineshaft in deep despair. No deer, no beer, no lady.
How could I get out of here? 250 years deep in my Sunday best was kind of messed up. I saw a sign, it read. "Welcome to Hell". It seemed scratched by coal and blood into a rocky wall. I laughed at the ridiculousness of my situation. Hell was not nearly as bad as this mineshaft without hope. |
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I was chasing down a deer because I needed something to go with my Hamburger Helper. That's when I tripped over a 17 foot tall rock and fell into a mineshaft someone left laying around. Figured I'd be there for awhile since the tunnel was 250 years long and I wasn't about to get snail slime on my Sunday best. You finally started yelling for help ... know one came but a deer showed up looking down at you ... and then a few more came around snorting ... you fool ... never underestimate a deer ... your only chance is to slime your way out of there ... |
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I was chasing down a deer because I needed something to go with my Hamburger Helper. That's when I tripped over a 17 foot tall rock and fell into a mineshaft someone left laying around. Figured I'd be there for awhile since the tunnel was 250 years long and I wasn't about to get snail slime on my Sunday best. You finally started yelling for help ... know one came but a deer showed up looking down at you ... and then a few more came around snorting ... you fool ... never underestimate a deer ... your only chance is to slime your way out of there ... It's recurring dream. chasing girls, elusive; then trips & lands in a ... Needs to remove the many tripwires |
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Edited by
Ladywind7
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Sun 03/01/20 02:56 AM
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Just tripping. Took too much acid and saw a deer wearing it's Sunday best. Then the rabbit hole I never saw took me deep down to Alice in chains.
Down in a hole http://youtu.be/nWK0kqjPSVI |
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