FileTitle: Prose1217.html
Category: Humor
Type: Prose
Description: Jungle Story
John came back from a safari in Africa.  Upon arrival, he went to his
partner, mark, and old him of his adventures.

"I was out in the jungle" he said, "when all of a sudden I heard a noise
in the bush behind me.  Looking back, I saw a huge lion, licking his chops,
and smiling at me.  The lion started coming my way and I started running,
with the lion not far behind.
When the lion was almost at my neck, he suddenly slipped, and I got ahead
a bit.  The lion started gaining on me, and as he got closer, once again
he slipped.  I happened to see a house not far away, and made towards it.
As I got close to the house, the lion was almost on top of me, when he
slipped for a third time.  With the very last bit of strength, I ran into
the house and closed the door in the lion's face."

"That's some story there, John.  Hell, I would have shit my pants in such
danger"

"Mark, Mark, What do you think the lion kept slipping on..."