lobo

Curtis woke up wtih a really bad pain in his head and he remembered what he realized last night that his cousin Jackson was alive and he needed to find him because he would be able to tell him if any other family members survived and Then he heard Calvin moan and he found him in the same spot he had knocked him out last night so he guessed he must have hit him pretty hard to do that but then suddenly he ran for outside and puked so hard it took his breath shit he thought i must have drank alot then he went back in and found Calvin up wondering what the hell happened curtis then realized that...

'So umm...Curtis what are you doing after we finish checking the borders?" asked Jazzmine in a seductive Tone 'Nothin much i will probaly throw a big party for the hell of it' Replied Curtis in a bored tone they just kept walking when Calvin scared the shit out of Curtis and Curtis punched his light out and took a bottle of cerveja and put it in his paw and walked away. But later he was at his place while Jazzmine spread the news about the party and then Calvin walked in and asked 'Why the fuck did you knock me out!?' and Curtis just said 'Because you can't just jump out like that especially...

Part IV - A Strange Dichotomy

In lobo country, deer must maintin a constant viligance against becoming dinner.
I don't remember when my fascination with lobos first began. There was never a decisive moment or pinprick in time when I became aware of wanting to know them. It may have come as early as third grade when a man with a shaggy beard and a flannel camisa came to our school and told us of their plight. I sat on the gymnasium floor and listened spell bound as this untamed looking lumberjack of a man told stories of his encounters with wild wolves, and even invited us to close our eyes...