It has been some time since the story of the warriors had filled the thoughts of any person. Was it truth?…myth?…legend? The validity of their story is not important, what is important is the hope that their story can give. At a time in history when many people feel they have nothing, this story can give hope…and that is all we need.
The warriors woke when the morning still held a cool calmness to it; it was the type of morning that cleared the fog that sleep brings. They gathered around the remains of their fire, which still smoldered, not quite overtaken by the morning dew. It was the time that they had waited for so long…they would hunt.
As they prepared there was still some confusion concerning the environment in which they would hunt. Apparently no eatum fur thought they were going to be hunting in a Chinese restaurant. He had worn an outfit that would camouflage him in one of the bad paintings that are often displayed in Chinese restaurants.
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
What is the environment?
Posted by The Kid at 10:42 PM
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SOMEone had to establish themselves as the Alpha Male, standing apart from the crowd. Notice how no one else bothered our camp. Coincidence? No, FEAR, my friend. Fear and awe.
(I am sure you apologize to the Hawaiians for confusing their artistry with the Chinese).
I guess my confusions says volumes about the shirt.
I need a haircut after all. Growing it out is not working. Okay, Shawn, I give in.
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