Message #87449

[daisydog]

heres the real story. mason did release the cd and i went in running behind it. upon arriving at the bay i noticed i was all alone, no cd no friends  no help just a couple of good bay dogs holding there ground . i decided to give this beast a try ,and the fight was on. after a short struggle i was able to dispatch the animal,only to look up and see mason and paul skipping through the feild and playing shirtless hopscotch with each other. to my amazement other 2 old timers (besides paul) started to join in. i got physicly ill at the sight of this and began to throw up.i can only guess that one of them heard the sounds of my sickness,and it triggered something inside them because the next thing i know they are playing docter with each other. i then passed out.a few minutes later i awoke thinking it all was a dream, but i had awakened to the reality that i was hunting with somestrange lonely,mixed up fellers because there was paul mason and the other 2 (old timers) all trying to fit on the 80cc  and mason smoking a cig, while paul ran his fingers through the smaller old mans hair.disturbing to say the least. they were right about one thing. the medication, iwill be taking and the couseling i will have to under go to try to rid myself of these  memories  may take a lifetime.