There I was, 5am this morning, wandering along the banks of the Murrumbidgee. Of course I got hungry because I missed breakfast, so I stopped to quietly munch on the jaw off a cow's carcass.
I was minding my own business, gnawing heartily and really enjoying the mature flavors of marrow and bone, when this terror of the deep lunged forth to accost me. Luckily, like Sampson against the Philistines, I swung around and with lightning reflexes and the speed of a thousand startled gazelles, I dispatched the attacking beast back to the netherworld!
And let that be a lesson to any underworld creature who may try it again...
