Hey, lookit! Joe called to Tom during their smoke break behind the slaughterhouse.
Joe pointed. Lying on its back in the creek, tits up, was the full carcass of...something. Huge. Hairy. Nothing they recognized.
What the hell’s that?
A skunk ape or a Yeti?
Those don’t exist, you fool! Tom guffawed.
Back at their rendering table they inspected the dismembered leg they sneaked in.
Not a cow. Not a goat, bison, or buffalo. Not even Bovidae at all.
Tom sheepishly placed the call to the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense.
“We found an alien,” he whispered into the phone.
Joe pointed. Lying on its back in the creek, tits up, was the full carcass of...something. Huge. Hairy. Nothing they recognized.
What the hell’s that?
A skunk ape or a Yeti?
Those don’t exist, you fool! Tom guffawed.
Back at their rendering table they inspected the dismembered leg they sneaked in.
Not a cow. Not a goat, bison, or buffalo. Not even Bovidae at all.
Tom sheepishly placed the call to the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense.
“We found an alien,” he whispered into the phone.
