I just saw a kitten running across the parking lot as I walked up the steps  at first I thought maybe it was a giant rat.....but they dont have fluffy tails....or do they? ......we can't keep pets in our dorms but who's to stop me from doing that it's not like anyone ever checks.....but one would never let me catch it anyways.....well it's time now for a cajun joke....ahem.....

A hunter was out in the woods hunting with his 4-10 when all of a sudden he saw a great big bear off in the distance....so he aimed his gun carefully and BOOM!!! dust everywhere and he ran over there quickly as the haze subsided....but he looked....no bear?  Just then he felt a tap on his shoulder and as he turned around..... it was the bear. "Sir, were you trying to kill me with that rifle of yours?"  "n..n..no mr. bear i wasnt trying to kill you with my rifle"  "You're lying!! u were hunting with that rifle weren't you?" "n..n..o mr. bear I wasn't...."  "Get on your knees!!"  "wha??" "I Said Get On Your Knees!!" .....the hunter obeys and gets on his knees.... "Now if you want to live,  you have to suck my pecker".... Later in the afternoon the hunter comes out of the woods furious and storms into the sporting goods shop "I need a gun that can kill a bear and NOW!" the clerk looks at him and pulls a 30-30 off from the shelf  "this rifle should be enough" so the man purchases the 30-30 and heads off back into the woods lookin for that bear. As he nears the same spot as before, sure enough he sees a big black ball of fur, he points his rifle at it, then...... BOOM! dust and smoke everywhere as he rushes quicky to the spot to where the bear was. As the dust settles theres nothing there......then he feels a tap on his shoulder. He turns around and sees the bear once again. "Sir....you tried to kill me again with that gun didnt you?" "n..n..o mr. bear I"    "yes you did"   "n..n..o really mr. bear I was just"  "DROP YOUR PANTS AND WALK OVER THERE AND HUG THAT LOG" commanded the bear so the man obeys to save his life  and the bear has his way with him for a good hour.  Later the man comes storming out of the woods with a limp. Thouroughly pissed he swings open the door of the sporting goods shop. "I need a damn bazooka gimme a fuckin grenade or somethin that will kill that damn bear!!"  The clerk replies "I have just the thing sir" and hands him a big elephant gun. The hunter grabs it and his shoulders drop to its weight. "This will do nicely." He purchases the elephant gun and leaves the store. A feeling of avenge runs through him as he heads back into the forest looking around for the bear. When he reaches around the same spot again, sure enough he finds a big ball of fur off in the distance. He crowches down on one knee and aims the elephant gun at the bear   "I'm gonna get that mother fucker this time"  he says to himself.  BOOM!!   smoke and dirt everywhere as he rushes to the scene where the bear would have dropped. But again nothing there....and again a tap on his shoulder.....  As the hunter turns around he sees the bear with a big grin on his face and then the bear leans over and replies "you didn't come here to hunt............did you?"

Well i havent written anything here in a long time...and its 3 am right now so....perfect!!! well I think I have a story in mind so ill get to it...

My dad and uncle love to go fishing and hunting so growing up I went a lot on their trips with them to their camp. Been going there since i was....oh about 5 or so. The camp is basically this wooden shack that looks like it's going to collapse any minute, bugs crawling in it and building nests, two bunk beds, a stove, and a tin roof. Its sitting on a barge next to a bank where in the winter time (it doesnt snow here) the stove keeps it warm. As it gets colder most of the small plants on the bank die and we have a nice clearing to walk up there and build a fire to sit around. So during the day we'd make time to gather fire wood and shoot a rabbit or bird to roast over it. My uncle is one of those people who are always telling jokes and playing pranks on people like sticking a crackly leaf up to ur ear while you swat at it thinking its a bug. Well, he had brought some fireworks, the kind on a stick that shoot off into the air real fast with a loud screech and bang. On this trip my cousin was there too and we were around 10 years old. We'd pick up a stick from the fire and light the rockets with the glowing end and shoot them off until they were a few left then we'd spend the rest of the night playing with the fire. Anyways my uncle always told us this story about a beast that lives out there in the marsh and swamps called Weegie fingers hehe....Weegie fingers was tall with long black hair all over and long fingernails and bloody fangs. We always knew it wasn't true but it was still kind of creepy. That night me and my cousin decided we were going to stay out on the bank and play with the fire all night so my dad and uncle walked back up to the camp and went to bed. Its pretty cold but we're in front of the fire, real close sitting in chairs, and we have jackets on our chairs if we need them. We're talking and getting sleepy and the fire starts to die down as the wood is burning away, its still warm but getting very dark. We put our jackets on, its the middle of the night now and its pitch black, all you can see are a few coals glowing in the fire. Now we're both sitting out in the middle of the woods like morons and we can't see our hands infront of our faces. We can hear all the sounds of the animals in the woods so its getting kind of creepy. I grabbed some brush from the ground and threw it into the fire to flare up and that would work for a while but then it would die down again. So next thing you know we're both dozing off in our chairs and starting to think of weegie fingers. There are sounds all around like nutrias and cranes. Now its not really their cries which are scary but you can hear them walking around in the woods next to you and it sounds like a human thumping slowly around. So we're shivering and scared in our seats but we're determined to stay the night. All i can remember is after my cousin was sleeping i dosed of and began to sleep for a good while too. Then a loud screech scared the shit out of me and my cousin and we jumped up and almost fell into what was left into the smoldering fire as we collapsed out of our seats. Turns out my uncle couldnt stand it and he had to sneak up on bank and light one of those damn rockets right between us while we're sleeping. We were scared shitless and my uncle can't breathe cause he's laughing so hard. Heh...we slept inside the camp for the rest of the night and the next day our uncle wouldn't let us forget how he got us good .