WARNING: This is a brief video of two people dying. The wife thought she was taking a picture of the event, but it was actually a video.
I have been in these intimate, private circumstances many times before with my own brain.
In Appalachia they get confused as ‘haints’ or otherworldly creatures roaming the dark woods. Hearing this, you can probably understand why. They make a downright spooky sound in the dark, Appalachian backwoods!
We need Alfred Hitchcock to come back and do a movie about this.
In all seriousness, I’m glad both people are ok.
Have you ever been attacked by an unlikely animal? I almost got into a fist fight with a white-tailed deer once. My grandpappy’s hens always tried to kill me when grandma would send me to the henhouse to collect eggs. I’ve had a few feisty run-ins with geese. On another occasion, a shrew about the size of my pinky toe didn’t like me camping near her burrow and she was going at me pretty heavy.
The River Don’t Care How Much Mountain You've Walked
Nothin’ is better than round, uniform tins for hauling certain things. I’m really fond of them because they stack neatly and can save quite a bit on space. I get them off Amazon in two different sizes at a low price - a small, snuff-size can, and a larger can.
The only real drawback about them is that they can get beat up fairly easily, because they’re made out of really light aluminum. But for their low cost, I reckon it’s no big deal, since they’re easy to replace.
