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"Then another time... I was out deer hunting. In a stand. 12 feet in the air. Out of the blue, I feel something pulling on my foot. Pulling hard."
Will you please just admit you're talking about bigfoot here?
"I look down, and there he is again. I pulled out my pistol and thought not to shoot him."
Dude, why oh why would you not shoot this thing? It's got your leg, dragging your ass out of a tree stand and you actively think, I'm not going to shoot him? Also, you still haven't admitted it's bigfoot. Just say it. You and I both know that's what you're talking about.
Takes me a second, but I have to ask, "Well, why didn't you shoot him?"
"Well, I was going to. But then I thought, what was bigfoot's brother or dad going to do? Might not be the best idea."
Reading your story at this point I was really hoping he had set you up for a joke with something about how, well, you weren't gonna shoot him for just pulling your leg were you.