the time i got attacked by a wolf

[geologyrox]

so, i thought it would be a cool thing to wake up this morning, get burnt, and tell a story. Unfortunately, I discovered plugin hybrid cars, and got distracted. Now, i just finished my daily routine, and decided to get burnt and tell the story =)

Anyways, a few years ago, I took Mineralogy. This is like the OChem of geology- it's the weedout class. It was my first upper level geology class, and the first one with a field trip. We were going up to North Carolina to see things that you can't see in Florida. So I am gathered in a van with 8 people I barely know, and 11 people I barely know in the other van. I manage to mangle my knee something awful on Day 1, racing a girl down the side of stone mountain. I tried to skid into a pile of pine needles that turned out to be a boulder covered in pine needles. Not a good call. So I spend a few days getting to know geologists (who turn out to be big drinkers, much to my surprise) and rather like them. Then comes the night when we have to camp in a residential campground.

It's cold as all hell at this campground, and it's quite a hike up to the bathroom. We've been sitting tight listening to some stories, and then I decide to head to the bathrooms. The lights are shining brightly, so I stumble towards them in a nice drunken stupor. I use the restroom, and feel much better. I walk out, and look around: three paths lay ahead of me, and I haven't a clue which one leads to my campsite. I'm not worried though, with the elation of an empty bladder, I set off down the first path, figuring I can always follow the lights back to the restroom and try again. I'm a logical drunk, if not a terribly coordinated one.

So off I go down the first path, probably singing as I go, because I'm also a musical drunk, when all of a sudden a big, gigantic, snarling wolf jumps out at me. His paws are on my shoulders, and i'm oddly grateful I'd just peed, and then, I'm sure its gonna bite off my head, and I hear, "fluffy! fluffy! down!" and the wolf backs away. I've got the wherewithall to realize that this woman has control of the beast, and I wave aside her apologies, and pull myself together enough to politely say, "I'm terribly sorry, ma'am, but I'm afraid I'm extremely lost and can't seem to find my campsite - would you happen to know where the tents are?" She seems more than a bit taken aback, and me being underage, I freak, bid her goodnight, and race back towards the lights.

As I'm hauling ass, I see a flash of bright green. Theres this kid named Chris on the trip, who dyes his hair a different outrageous color all the time. I run towards him as fast as I can, and am overwhelmed with joy to see him. I babble something unintelligible about the wolf, and beg him to walk back to camp with me. Either through superior navigation abilities, or superior liquor handling abilities, he is able to lead me safely back to camp, where everyone seems to think it's hillarious that Chris had to save me from a wolf in the only residential campground we stayed in. He still likes to bring it up, usually when I'm drunk and can't defend myself properly =)


EDIT: because being attacked by a wold isn't nearly as terrifying

[IGotTheCottons]

Sweet... You tell a story similiarly to smokinokie

[BOXcarRACER]

Story time with a stoner twist lol. Like an old teacher of mine once said "I'm sure we've all been stumbling around the woods drunk at one time or another"

[hoast]

if you woulda been on shrooms or meth that would've been better

[geologyrox]

Originally Posted by BOXcarRACER

Story time with a stoner twist lol. Like an old teacher of mine once said "I'm sure we've all been stumbling around the woods drunk at one time or another"

If you haven't, you haven't lived =)

[rollinfatty]

Originally Posted by BOXcarRACER

Story time with a stoner twist lol. Like an old teacher of mine once said "I'm sure we've all been stumbling around the woods drunk at one time or another"

I have DEFinitely done that...one time a party got busted at round 11 o clock...the cops were coming up the driveway and 40-50 drunk peopel started running into the woods (which was made out of fuckin bamboo!!1) It was Sooooo loud...since bamboo is loud as shit when you step on it...CRAACK,, CRAAACK. I only had 6 beers but i was also rolling with my pal...We just went around the neighborhood until 4 o clock at night since we ran from every noises we heard. At 4 we finally went back to the house and the fuckin cops were still there....so we head out to a friends house...who was also at the party (his house is in the neighbordhood)...and he wasnt there so we fuckin snuck up into his garage..while his parents were sleeping..this was at liek 5 in the morning. So we sleep for like 2 hours..then my friend that i was rolling with gets picked up and i go back to the 'party" house and sleep in the garage until like 930.
When everyone wakes up , they have the crraziest stories...a lot of people got tickets for underage drinking. One kid, who was drunk as shit during the party, snuck up into a fuckin tree and the cops got him when he came down...mother fucker drank 11 beers and got an .00 on the breathalyzer...a fuckin miracle. Another kid fuckin took his license plate off his car ..while the cops were comin gup the driveway!!! harrdcore mofo. sorry , i got sidetracked...nice story geologyrox. peace

[plumface_2002]

omg dude, being attacked by a wolf thats nuts. If he was on meth he probably would have died, he prolly would have tried to fight the motherfucker!

[geologyrox]

I guess I should mention that my friends are not convinced that I was attacked by a wolf. There've been a few unkind souls who have theorized that it was, in fact, a chihuahua. I remain sure that it was at least an abnormally large dog, since I can still distinctly feel both his paws on my shoulders, and doggy breath in my face.

I'm afraid I cannot confirm or deny the reports that it was just a friendly lab making friends