awesome
17 years ago, in a campsite in Bumtown, a clever camper named Bob had the adventure of his life. It all began in one colorful morning when Bob was hunting mouses. He heard a dim roar louder than any mouse he had ever heard. He went to check out what had made than sound, but he found nothing. Later that night, he heard the same dim roar, but this time he knew it was close by. He wondered off in the night and saw a gay creature with green fur. Bob knew this had to be the gay Bigfoot. Bob had to be careful, so he hid behind a nearby car. He started to think of pizza, and his stomach started growling. Immediately, the beast turned around and thrusted at Bob. Holy fuck squirrel, yelled Bob, as the green beast reached him. Bob was never seen again, but legend says that you can still hear the screams of Bob around that campsite in Bumtown.
Wicked submission, keep 'em comin'