Not wanting to toot my own trumpet, I heard a Mormon family of 14 screaming for help high up in the hills behind the house - Denise can testify to my sensitive hearing - I ran several miles and was there in minutes to their aid. They were trapped by a pack of Wolves, a Grizzly Bear and a small field mouse. Dispensing with those unnecessary predators(in a humane way, as I relocated them back to Canada where they belong), my Joseph Smith devotees screamed again as an out of control Logging truck bore down on their 1 year old and 15 month old as they slept in their small pink tent. I managed to fling myself on to the windshield of the truck and resuscitate the comatose driver, then I hit the brakes - to no avail as they had failed. A small bead of sweat on my forehead, I reacted instantaneously and steered the truck away from the tent and into a small soft snowfield, saving the precious cargo of timber and the small children. Sfter bidding the driver adieu' and comforting the small Mormon children and oldest daughter, I turned around and fell through the upper floor sheathing to the slab below...
What, no explanation of how it happened?
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ReplyDeleteNot wanting to toot my own trumpet, I heard a Mormon family of 14 screaming for help high up in the hills behind the house - Denise can testify to my sensitive hearing - I ran several miles and was there in minutes to their aid. They were trapped by a pack of Wolves, a Grizzly Bear and a small field mouse. Dispensing with those unnecessary predators(in a humane way, as I relocated them back to Canada where they belong), my Joseph Smith devotees screamed again as an out of control Logging truck bore down on their 1 year old and 15 month old as they slept in their small pink tent. I managed to fling myself on to the windshield of the truck and resuscitate the comatose driver, then I hit the brakes - to no avail as they had failed. A small bead of sweat on my forehead, I reacted instantaneously and steered the truck away from the tent and into a small soft snowfield, saving the precious cargo of timber and the small children. Sfter bidding the driver adieu' and comforting the small Mormon children and oldest daughter, I turned around and fell through the upper floor sheathing to the slab below...
ReplyDeleteMy brother, the dramatic hero!!
ReplyDeleteI do what I must...
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