The Men In Black

This is by far one of the spookiest things that has ever happened to me.

On the fourth night of my trip I was staying in Grand Rapids, a little town with a big opinion of itself.. I had decided to stay (relatively) nearby the road on a piece of woodlands bordering a rather large house. The place was perfect for a camp. The spot was in small clearing surrounded by trees and and tall bushes, and a smallish stream stream was flowing scant 20 feet away in case I needed to take a dip.

As always I set up my tent first. It was a smallish one person thing. about the size of a sleeping bag without its polls/ sometimes when i felt lazy i would just use it as a sleeping bag and not bother to set it up properly.

So anyways i set up camp and then when for a swim. the stream was about 20 feet across, and only went up to my armpits in the middle. It wasn't even that cold, but the fish were obbundent. small fish, but still fish.i decided to try and catch some. To make a long story short i did catch some, and just threw them back in. fishing will be touched on at a  latter time.

So anyways I went back to camp and got dressed, and started to my annual dinner of rice and salt. yum. There were some donut-holes left over from a lunch splurge, so I had some of those for desert.

But it wasn't 30 minuets after finishing my last donut-hole that it h append. I was visited by who I am calling The Men In Black. Both men were easily 6 and half feet tall and had muscles that only come from working out for at least 3 hours a day, every day, since they were 8. both were wearing black suits with an unbuttend front so i could see the guns they wore in there shoulder holsters.  They could have been twins, with pale skin and black hair.

 They had ex-military written all over them too. from the ramrod straight spine to the way the clasped there hands behind there back, i knew these guys were TOUGH. And they had guns two, did i mention that? probably had back ups strapped around there ankles too.

But that not what scared me, it wasnt there size or there confident stance (close enough to see me shift my center of gravity for  for an attack, but far away enough to do something about it before i reached them) or even there guns, it was the dark sunglasses (the sun was almost totally gone bye that point) and the fedoras that did it. these guys were either trying REALLY hard to look like the fabled Men In Black, or WERE the the fabled Men In Black. and either way is bad news for me.

but then they spoke, and i was EVEN MORE FREAKED OUT. it was like hearing a a recording. if this were a play, this is how it would look.

Cass: uh, can i help you?

Both MIB (in complete unison): you cant stay here.

Left MIB: This is private property.

Right MIB: VERY private property.

BOTH MIB (in complete unison): You cant stay here.

Left MIB: We will return in an hour to to make sure your gone.

Right MIB: Make sure your gone by the time we come back. got it?

Cass: yah, got it.

BOTH MIB (in complete unison): Good.

as you might have guessed, i left.

and that, dear readers, scared the crap out of me.


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not so legal disclaimer

please note that i am insane, and that everyone who wants to attempt feats such as those i have discribed must also be at least a little bit of the rocker. if you find yourself emulating me, dont worry, being insane just means you get to have more fun then the rest of em. sane people never have any real fun.

now if you will excuse me, i have to go finish working on a tinfoil hat that will protect me from the mind reading/controlling powers of the bus aliens.