Geno The Crocodile Hunter

Here is a continuation of a Geno story written by Geno himself. I feel privileged. And so should you. We are, after all, in the company of greatness. I'll let Geno take it...


I feel the urge to tell a story. I'll continue where Colleen left off with the 3 day party at Buffalo Hollow, after my introduction to the Goat. I finally made it home feeling wore out. I got myself nekkid to take a shower. I had to pee. So I turned around and to my amazement I saw something that looked like a ..... I wasn't quite sure..... a starfish on the side of the bowl. I grabbed the toilet brush and swished it around. Whatever it was, was gone. So I stood there and watched. Suddenly I saw what looked like a forked tongue..???? Then it dawned on me, it was a tongue. Then a head...Now I'm pissed off. There is a large snake in MY toilet. LOOKIN at me. You son of a ##$^&* I grabbed a screwdriver....Nope that won't work!!!!!!!!! I grabbed a butcher knife...Nope that won't work..I got in the kitchen drawer , pulled out a pair of french-fry tongs and grabbed that big black slithering reptile and pulled...!!!! He pulled back. NOW I don't know about you all but I don't like such interruptions when Mother Nature is calling. I two fisted that snake and pulled again with more might. PULL!!!! He again pulled back.!!!!!!! Now I'm flippen MAD!!!!!! With all I had I pulled and pulled and pulled. Suddenly I've got, without exaggeration, a FIVE FOOT, BIG ASS BLACK SNAKE in my hands. I'm yellin cussin raising hell. I go to take this reptilian giant outside..On my way thru the porch I set his head on a table and hit him twice with a ballpeen hammer. Went out the door into the front yard, swinging the monster above my head. Keep in mind, I'm still naked. You'd thought I have cowboy in my blood the way I had him swinging. I let him go as far as I could throw him!!!!!!!!!!!! Wow! I'm glad nobody drove past my house just then. I would have looked and sounded like a crazyman. Someone may have called the law. Like that's never happened.


Well, that topped anything I have. And Geno is famous for "reverse exaggeration". That is, when he says five foot, it's probably eight.