wolfshadow
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Hello fellow stoners.
Im gonna try my hand at a little writing here.
These will be {hopefuly} short storys.
"SUROUNDED"
The water was rushing thru the culvert.It was in the heart of Hurricane season in the south.The man that was in camo's and in the fast moving water was holding on to willow tree that grew close to the waters edge.He had to make it thru that culvert!,but he had one shot only to do it.One mistake or one hang up in the brush he knew was clogging the inside of the culvert could mean
two things.1.He could be caught by the two GameWardens that was pacing back and forth on the road above the culverts.2.Or he could ultimately drown if he panic'd if did get caught in the limbs that was stuck inside.The water was black and foaming as it was sucked down into a whirl pool entering the opening of the culvert.
He could hear the two Game wardens talking about how no way would the camo'ed man come this way.In fact the Game wardens actualy thought they was looking for a lost kid in the swamp by the name of Jonny.Had they known who it was they would have had choppers up looking for the marijuana that they knew would not be far from where this chase began.
The three men had been in the swamp all summer growing hooch
They had several camps spread over 48,000 acres.Patches of Marijuana around each.They mostly had their supplys brought in.
However,they sometimes went out frog gigging and Gator hunting
for fresh meat.The year was 1984.Marijuana.Good sensimillia was about a 1000 bucks a pound.
The man in camo was out in the middle of a shallow lime rock pond.The water was waist deep.He had a 6 foot gator on the end
of his gig prong.His buddy's was on the bank shouting encouragements.The water was splashing and thrashing and nobody heard the big 4 wheel drive rush up with no head lights on.It was 2 A.M.The game wardens was across the lil pond and had to put on water boots to get across the mud to where the guys was at.By this time the man was crawling up on the bank dragging this 6 foot aligator out of the water and into the nearest brush.His two freinds was close behind.
They made it a 150 foot up into real thick brush and huddled in the thicket.They watched the Game Wardens go right to the spot where the gator was drug up the bank and right to the 3 mens tracks leading into the thicket.The man in camo's whisperd to his two freinds "When I say go.Follow me" He watched as the Game wardens got right to the edge of the thicket.Their flashlight beams shining from side to side.Just as their beams touched the 3 figures huddled down,The man in camo' said "GO!" and they all three stood and bolted into the thicket deeper.The game wardens immediately turned and went back to their truck.
The 3 men ran blind into the thick brush with no headlights on.They became disoriented and had to stop in fear of running smack into the game wardends truck on the road.They hunkerd down again to try and get their bareings straight.The brush was so thick absalutely no stars was visable.They heard atleast 2 more trucks pull up. All of the sudden A P.A. speaker blasted.
"THIS IS THE FISH AND GAME DEPARTMENT.We are bringing in the dogs.Go a head and make it easy on youselfs and come on out".The camo'ed man whisperd to his closest freind "he,he.Yea.make it easy on them".The man in camo really thought they was bluffing.The sound of a 3rd truck rolling up changed his mind real quick.Especialy when he heard the dog chains rattling on the bed of the truck from the dogs.
The man in camo was thinking it just could'nt end this way.Not like this.At this point they was on all sides and almost had them completely surrounded.They was walking the road and being quite.Any movement would be heard very easy.The man had to think of something quik! He was NOT about to let them walk right up to him with a dog and arrest him. He had to know where they All was at.This was his only chance to find the one way he needed to go.A crazy grin came upon his face.He snickerd and just stood straight up.
"PLEASE DONT SHOOT ME!!!" He yelled in his little boy's voice. "Im scared!! Theres snakes out here!!" The camo'ed man did a little fit.Much like a scared little boy would do and whimperd a pitiful cry.He could here his freind giggling on the ground saying
you crazy fucker.But sure as the world,The game wardens started talking to him.And thats just what he wanted! "Son.Take it easy.Nothing out theres gonna hurt ya.Who are with? Your daddy?".. "No sir.Im with my buddy charlie.Charlie where are?uuhh..ChhhAAArrrly!!! Im SCARED!!!!" At this point ALL game wardends was trying to calm down scared little jonny."Son.You got a headlight?".."Yessir".Replied the camo'ed man. A game warden said."well turn it on and shine this way so we can see where you at"
The man in camo slipped his head light on...BACKWARDS.The beam was shining out the back of his head instead of out front.
When A headlight is shinning its beam at night its realy hard to actualy tell the distant until real close.When you see a beam shinning at you in the bush one automaticaly assumes thats its
comming toward you."Alright son.We see your light.Just walk toward us.The camo man stepped over his buddy's as they was giggling and walked deeper into the swamp.When he heard.
"HEY!!!.That little sumbitch is going the other way!!" The camo man turned his light around the right way and jogged deep into the swamp in no hurry at all.
About 4 A.M. The camo man heard the game wardens say on their loud speakers.."JONNY! We have charlie Come on out"
Charlie>>>Wich was not his real name had told them that I was nieghborhood kid out gator hunting with them.By the way,they also caught the other fellow.Both by the dogs. The camo man slipped into the rushing creek and headed west.
Im gonna try my hand at a little writing here.
These will be {hopefuly} short storys.
"SUROUNDED"
The water was rushing thru the culvert.It was in the heart of Hurricane season in the south.The man that was in camo's and in the fast moving water was holding on to willow tree that grew close to the waters edge.He had to make it thru that culvert!,but he had one shot only to do it.One mistake or one hang up in the brush he knew was clogging the inside of the culvert could mean
two things.1.He could be caught by the two GameWardens that was pacing back and forth on the road above the culverts.2.Or he could ultimately drown if he panic'd if did get caught in the limbs that was stuck inside.The water was black and foaming as it was sucked down into a whirl pool entering the opening of the culvert.
He could hear the two Game wardens talking about how no way would the camo'ed man come this way.In fact the Game wardens actualy thought they was looking for a lost kid in the swamp by the name of Jonny.Had they known who it was they would have had choppers up looking for the marijuana that they knew would not be far from where this chase began.
The three men had been in the swamp all summer growing hooch
They had several camps spread over 48,000 acres.Patches of Marijuana around each.They mostly had their supplys brought in.
However,they sometimes went out frog gigging and Gator hunting
for fresh meat.The year was 1984.Marijuana.Good sensimillia was about a 1000 bucks a pound.
The man in camo was out in the middle of a shallow lime rock pond.The water was waist deep.He had a 6 foot gator on the end
of his gig prong.His buddy's was on the bank shouting encouragements.The water was splashing and thrashing and nobody heard the big 4 wheel drive rush up with no head lights on.It was 2 A.M.The game wardens was across the lil pond and had to put on water boots to get across the mud to where the guys was at.By this time the man was crawling up on the bank dragging this 6 foot aligator out of the water and into the nearest brush.His two freinds was close behind.
They made it a 150 foot up into real thick brush and huddled in the thicket.They watched the Game Wardens go right to the spot where the gator was drug up the bank and right to the 3 mens tracks leading into the thicket.The man in camo's whisperd to his two freinds "When I say go.Follow me" He watched as the Game wardens got right to the edge of the thicket.Their flashlight beams shining from side to side.Just as their beams touched the 3 figures huddled down,The man in camo' said "GO!" and they all three stood and bolted into the thicket deeper.The game wardens immediately turned and went back to their truck.
The 3 men ran blind into the thick brush with no headlights on.They became disoriented and had to stop in fear of running smack into the game wardends truck on the road.They hunkerd down again to try and get their bareings straight.The brush was so thick absalutely no stars was visable.They heard atleast 2 more trucks pull up. All of the sudden A P.A. speaker blasted.
"THIS IS THE FISH AND GAME DEPARTMENT.We are bringing in the dogs.Go a head and make it easy on youselfs and come on out".The camo'ed man whisperd to his closest freind "he,he.Yea.make it easy on them".The man in camo really thought they was bluffing.The sound of a 3rd truck rolling up changed his mind real quick.Especialy when he heard the dog chains rattling on the bed of the truck from the dogs.
The man in camo was thinking it just could'nt end this way.Not like this.At this point they was on all sides and almost had them completely surrounded.They was walking the road and being quite.Any movement would be heard very easy.The man had to think of something quik! He was NOT about to let them walk right up to him with a dog and arrest him. He had to know where they All was at.This was his only chance to find the one way he needed to go.A crazy grin came upon his face.He snickerd and just stood straight up.
"PLEASE DONT SHOOT ME!!!" He yelled in his little boy's voice. "Im scared!! Theres snakes out here!!" The camo'ed man did a little fit.Much like a scared little boy would do and whimperd a pitiful cry.He could here his freind giggling on the ground saying
you crazy fucker.But sure as the world,The game wardens started talking to him.And thats just what he wanted! "Son.Take it easy.Nothing out theres gonna hurt ya.Who are with? Your daddy?".. "No sir.Im with my buddy charlie.Charlie where are?uuhh..ChhhAAArrrly!!! Im SCARED!!!!" At this point ALL game wardends was trying to calm down scared little jonny."Son.You got a headlight?".."Yessir".Replied the camo'ed man. A game warden said."well turn it on and shine this way so we can see where you at"
The man in camo slipped his head light on...BACKWARDS.The beam was shining out the back of his head instead of out front.
When A headlight is shinning its beam at night its realy hard to actualy tell the distant until real close.When you see a beam shinning at you in the bush one automaticaly assumes thats its
comming toward you."Alright son.We see your light.Just walk toward us.The camo man stepped over his buddy's as they was giggling and walked deeper into the swamp.When he heard.
"HEY!!!.That little sumbitch is going the other way!!" The camo man turned his light around the right way and jogged deep into the swamp in no hurry at all.
About 4 A.M. The camo man heard the game wardens say on their loud speakers.."JONNY! We have charlie Come on out"
Charlie>>>Wich was not his real name had told them that I was nieghborhood kid out gator hunting with them.By the way,they also caught the other fellow.Both by the dogs. The camo man slipped into the rushing creek and headed west.
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