Tracked
three wolves yesterday and was reminded of an old story.
Hot damn,
what a shit scary bridge, I refuse going over, ‘said the smallest wolf Bruse
and swerved off north along the river.
Shit, man,
I agree, ‘said the middle wolf Bruse and turned back and instead wades across
the river.
Oh,
cowards, this bridge is insane safe said the biggest wolf Bruse cocky when he
barged over.
Hmm, wonder
what the safety regulations are saying about this thought the big ugly tracker
troll when he with trembling knees slowly crawled across the bridge.
End of
story…
