Post by jack hamilton on Jul 17, 2011 11:24:22 GMT -5
The forgotten squirrel hunt!
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Gentlemen,
I was somewhere on the way to dinner with a friend.
We were in his truck and he stopped somewhere. We went inside a house I had never been to before and he said 'sit down in here and I'll be right back'. I went in a room full of book shelves with two chicks in there and just sat down. It was too dark to see the titles on the shelves books so I just waited.
The two chicks... {I should, at my age say ladies}
were behind me and one called on her portable phone and said something about introductions.
A girl my age who I didn't know, came in and said:
"Jack, this is so and so and this is Karen Swenson".
I was shocked!.
Karen Swenson was my girlfriend in the first grade and I haven't seen her since!
But I have loved Karen all my life.
I have thought about Karen a million times and she was right behind me!
Right now!
My first thought was 'is my hair combed and my part straight'?
I had no idea but was in complete shock!
I thought is my face greasy or boogers hanging out of my nose
or drool on my chin?
But there was no time to fix such things and I just wished for the best
turned, and there she was!
She looked just like she did in the first grade and she was beautiful.
I said: Is your name Karen Svenson?
She replied: "It's Swenson".
I said: Yes, Swenson with a 'w'
I'm Jack Hamilton and you were my girlfriend in the first grade, but... but... where is your ponytail?
"I cut it off in the second grade".
But why!
Did you save it?
No!
They just swept it out with the trash?
Anyway, guys moving along to the subject of this story...
Karen told her friend "I don't want people like Superman Davis or {my friend from the 4th grade, Randy} Randy Gibson coming to my house. Superman Davis would be locked in the bathroom crying and screaming and Randy would be beating a skunk to death in then backyard or walking up and down the alley with his gun like Jack used to do shooting squirrels out of my neighbors backyards.
This brought a response from Karen's friend and Karen elaborated:
"Once, I looked out of the window and Jack was walking down my alley with his gun. He saw a squirrel in a tree, aimed the gun and shot the squirrel.
The lady, my neighbor, came out of the back door and was screaming at Jack:
I feed those squirrels get out of here!
Jack layed his gun down, jumped the fence, and the lady and Jack both started running towards the dead squirrel. The lady was fat but running down hill and didn't have as far to go. Jack ran up to the squirrel the same time as the lady who lived there reached it and was standing over it.
Jack bent down real low and grabbed the squirrel out from under her faster than she could bend over to stop him and ran back towards the fence and the alley, the fat lady right behind him!
Karen said: I thought Jack would get caught as the fat lady was right behind him running downhill towards the fence.
Jack threw the Squirrel before he reached the fence to have his hands free. The Squirrel landed right in the middle of the alley. Jack reached the fence and put his hands on the fence and jumped over it like a pole vaulter would with the fat lady right behind him. She grabbed, but Jack was gone, over the fence and safe and she was too fat to climb the fence.
Jack picked up his gun and the squirrel and ran down the alley. And that was one of the last times I saw Jack.
Just another hunt...
Jack the Knife
Gentlemen,
I was somewhere on the way to dinner with a friend.
We were in his truck and he stopped somewhere. We went inside a house I had never been to before and he said 'sit down in here and I'll be right back'. I went in a room full of book shelves with two chicks in there and just sat down. It was too dark to see the titles on the shelves books so I just waited.
The two chicks... {I should, at my age say ladies}
were behind me and one called on her portable phone and said something about introductions.
A girl my age who I didn't know, came in and said:
"Jack, this is so and so and this is Karen Swenson".
I was shocked!.
Karen Swenson was my girlfriend in the first grade and I haven't seen her since!
But I have loved Karen all my life.
I have thought about Karen a million times and she was right behind me!
Right now!
My first thought was 'is my hair combed and my part straight'?
I had no idea but was in complete shock!
I thought is my face greasy or boogers hanging out of my nose
or drool on my chin?
But there was no time to fix such things and I just wished for the best
turned, and there she was!
She looked just like she did in the first grade and she was beautiful.
I said: Is your name Karen Svenson?
She replied: "It's Swenson".
I said: Yes, Swenson with a 'w'
I'm Jack Hamilton and you were my girlfriend in the first grade, but... but... where is your ponytail?
"I cut it off in the second grade".
But why!
Did you save it?
No!
They just swept it out with the trash?
Anyway, guys moving along to the subject of this story...
Karen told her friend "I don't want people like Superman Davis or {my friend from the 4th grade, Randy} Randy Gibson coming to my house. Superman Davis would be locked in the bathroom crying and screaming and Randy would be beating a skunk to death in then backyard or walking up and down the alley with his gun like Jack used to do shooting squirrels out of my neighbors backyards.
This brought a response from Karen's friend and Karen elaborated:
"Once, I looked out of the window and Jack was walking down my alley with his gun. He saw a squirrel in a tree, aimed the gun and shot the squirrel.
The lady, my neighbor, came out of the back door and was screaming at Jack:
I feed those squirrels get out of here!
Jack layed his gun down, jumped the fence, and the lady and Jack both started running towards the dead squirrel. The lady was fat but running down hill and didn't have as far to go. Jack ran up to the squirrel the same time as the lady who lived there reached it and was standing over it.
Jack bent down real low and grabbed the squirrel out from under her faster than she could bend over to stop him and ran back towards the fence and the alley, the fat lady right behind him!
Karen said: I thought Jack would get caught as the fat lady was right behind him running downhill towards the fence.
Jack threw the Squirrel before he reached the fence to have his hands free. The Squirrel landed right in the middle of the alley. Jack reached the fence and put his hands on the fence and jumped over it like a pole vaulter would with the fat lady right behind him. She grabbed, but Jack was gone, over the fence and safe and she was too fat to climb the fence.
Jack picked up his gun and the squirrel and ran down the alley. And that was one of the last times I saw Jack.
Just another hunt...
Jack the Knife