It is okay, eh? We went back after awhiles with a flashlight and a flippin' baseball bat and a rake. Don had the baseball bat and I had the rake. I wanted the bat but my fliphead bruther would not give it to me so I hadda take a flippin' rake. You do not wanta fight a flippin' Bigfoot with nothin' but a rake! You can take that to the bank, eh? Trust me.

Anyways, we went back there and it was pretty flippin' scary cos there was all this noise comin' from the tool shed. It did not soumd human! Don tole me to get the tarpollen and get ready while he got set with the bat. We flang open the door!!! I was holdin' the flashlite when I seen these flippin' eyes glowin red in the light! I screamed! Don swang the bat and bopped the flippin' beast over the head and yelled "Throw the flippin' tarpollen over him, you bolthole!" He should not talk to me like that! He thinks that bein' the older flippin' bruther makes him like King Shit or somethin', but he is wrong! But there was no flippin' time to argew so I thrown the tarp over the hairy beast! Don was whalin' away with the bat and I was whalin' away with the rake. You shoulda hearn the flippin' thing yell! It was awful. I never hearn worse language comin' from anything...not human nor alyen nor animul nor nothin'. Not even in jail! It was awful.

But wait. Do Bigfoots say things like "WHAT THE FLIP!!! WHADDYA THINK YER FLIPPIN' DOIN'?"

My gess is...probally not. At least I dwout it. And I was not born yesterday, know what I'm sayin'? I can figger things like this out myself.

The upshot of all this is that it turnt out to be our buddy Dale from Sudberry. He was comin' over for a visit but he got confusded about direckshuns or somethin'. He ended up in the tool shed insteada at the front door, eh? I do not know why. He does not know why. Don does not know why.

I think he was tryin' to steal our..."goods". Stuff we have in the shed. He says he was lookin' for the can. The can is not in the shed. I got my sushpishions. STill, we hadda apolojize for hittin' him with the bat and stuff. And the rake. But mostly the bat. And that is Don's fault, not mine. I am indigent.

STill...I think it has been a good experiens. The reason I say that is this. We are now READY to deal with a Bigfoot if one ever comes. We KNOW the flippin' drill. Enny Bigfoot that flippin' DARES to invade our place is gonna find that out and be real sorry.

I can't flippin' WAIT for the next flippin' Bigfoot invazion! Bring it on, ya hairy flipheads! The McBrides are ready for ya.

- Shane