Re: Attack in the Woods

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: : zzzzzzzzzzp! Thunk!

: : Dang . . if that ain't an arrow stickin' outten that tree trunk.  Jest missed ye by a greasy hair, too, Old Crone.  But no harm done . . .

: : zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzp! Rip!

: : Say, that one's separated my seams right smart.  There's the varmint there, peerin' out from behind that bush.

: : BANG!

: : One varmint less.  Trusty ol' Swillbeer never misses.

: : zzzzzp!  zzzzzzzzzp!  Twang! zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzp!

: : This is gettin' nasty, Old Crone.  Grab me the powder horn so's I can reload.  That's the molasses jug, you nut!  THAT's the powder horn!

: : zzzzzzzzzzzzzp! Thwack!

: : DIVE, OLD CRONE!! Under these here spruce boughs.  Sssssh.  Don't move.  Jest a quick reload, now . . . and . . .

: : BANG!

: : There.  Looks like there was only two of 'em.  But we'll jest lay by here for a spell and make sure.

: Yo She,
: Thet were a close one.  Whar's tha canoe?  Run! Run!   iffin' ya don't know what di-rection ta go, jes run around in circles with yer hands a wavin' like me.
: Old Crone




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