Feed the Gods Page #2
- Year:
- 2014
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high-pitched yelps upon
alleged Bigfoot encounters.
Other instances describe the phenomena
as a human-like whistling sound. "
How is it a fact if the existence
of Bigfoot isn't even a fact?
Uh, "fact number seven.
Communication by wood knocking may also serve
as a navigational aid in nocturnal conditions. "
Tendale.
Not many.
September 13.
My team and I reach Tendale
I fear Kris, our expedition
transportation coordinator,
vill discover the debt
incurred on his credit card...
after lengthy detour
sidetracked us while he slept.
We are looking
into the barbershop,
vere zee locals presumably
get zer hair fashioned.
Well, here we are,
surrounded by plenty of nature,
um, tourists, lumberjacks
and possibly Bigfoot.
Of course our mission is to...
find...
Morning, sleepyhead.
You did some exploring
as well, I see.
Not a single motel.
Or any food made
in the last 20 years.
Well, that should kill tourism.
Why the hell
did we agree to this?
Something, something, bonding with
your brother, something, something.
And, uh, who said that?
Couldn't tell you. The good ideas
were just flying back and forth.
Who knows what's what?
Uh-huh.
Kris! Ahh!
Will! Hey, everybody,
Will's here.
Who are you talking to?
Yeah, but that's not the point.
I saw something.
Oh. Brit, do you hear
that? Will saw something.
You're an ass.
Unbelievable.
Long trip.
So, Bigfoot owns
a bed-and-breakfast.
Yeah, maybe.
Oh-oh!
Holy sh*t!
Yeah, okay, that's live.
That's what the sign said.
Yeah. Thanks. Uh, rock-paper-scissors
to see who goes under.
Here we are. This shitty,
a**hole cabin. But that's cool.
Wait a second.
Oh, my God.
Oh, that is awesome.
Dude.
Will.
What are you doing?
Yeah. Nothin'.
Really?
Yeah.
Hey.
Hi.
Hi.
Emma, this is my brother, Will.
Will, this is Emma.
She owns the bed-and-breakfast.
What's up?
Yeah. So, um,
we're gonna get our stuff,
if you're finished not doing
whatever it is that you're doing.
Yeah. No, that's... that's
perfect. Good. Thanks.
Let's do that.
Establish yourself
as pervert. Check.
Embarrass yourself in front
of local hottie. Double check.
Oh!
Got everything?
So, how long are you guys
planning on staying?
- Um, probably just...
- Uh, up in the air, actually.
To the presidential suites!
Oh. Hmm.
You'll be sharing the top floor
with Wyatt and Shanna.
I hope you're
not light sleepers.
So I said, "Matthew, where did
And he said, "I got... " Oh, Em,
can we use the fire pit outside?
Yeah. Of course.
Okay.
So, I said, "Matthew, where did you
get those Skittles from? They're mine. "
And here we have the inside
of our shitty, old cabin.
Oh, wow.
Oh, yeah, okay.
All right.
That's pretty serious.
What else have we got here?
What is that?
There's a cot in the living room
for your brother.
We don't usually get more than a couple
guests at a time, so I hope this will do.
He's not too picky.
He's barely house-trained,
actually.
Well, he'll fit right in
with the locals then.
- Where's your bathroom? - Uh, just past
the stairs and first door on the right.
Is she yours?
What?
Married, I mean. God.
I'm sorry. We don't... We just... I haven't
had this many guests in a while, so...
Guess I just like
to know who's who.
- So you run this place on your own?
- No. No, not exactly.
from time to time, but...
legally it's mine.
That's a lot of responsibility. Yeah.
Tell me about it.
Nobody appreciates it either.
Well, I do.
Because if I had to spend another
second in that car with my brother,
I would have swerved
into the opposite lane.
Well, I'll let you
get comfortable.
Just, uh, call my name
if you need anything.
Okay. Good night.
Kris?
When you said
it was up in the air,
how long did you mean we were staying?
Two, three days max.
Good.
'Cause I know this
was my idea and all,
but we have a life
to start starting.
Well, why don't we
for their money, eh, mate?
Outback's a dangerous place.
Little buggers will sniff you out and
eat you alive if you're not careful.
And you kill these things
with your bare hands?
No, mate.
This.
F***ers are vicious. I mean,
they'll take your arm off like that.
And these drop bears
kill people all the time?
Too f***in' right.
Shan, tell 'em about the one
that 'tacked your gran.
Took her leg off in one go.
Trousers too.
Huh.
Wow.
So what brings you guys
out here?
It's funny you ask that.
What brings us out here, love?
Bigfoot.
Bigfoot, mate.
Bigfoot?
Right.
Bigfoot. F***in' Bigfoot, mate!
Uh, so, the Sasquatch Watch?
No.
F***in' Bigfoot.
Met this old couple, ways back.
They said, "Head to Tendale.
That's where all the action is. "
Quite insistent, actually.
Quite f***ing insistent,
actually.
Don't... f***in' move.
Look at me.
Now you're gonna run.
In three,
two,
one.
- Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!
Did I get you? I got
him. I think I got him.
How long were you back there?
Yeah, Pete, how long
were you back there?
Come on. We gotta set sail
before hittin' the trail.
Oh, he's a poet, love.
Expensive poet.
Yeah, you're a f***in'
expensive poet.
Truck's at the gate. I'll
see you guys there in 10.
Uh, Pete?
It-It's Pete, right?
Is this some sort
of a Sasquatch Watch?
Why are you here?
Uh, we-we saw
our parents on, um...
Well, there was a videotape that was
shot here in Tendale... Videotape?
Well, yeah. It had our
parents on it and...
Can I see that tape?
Oh, why?
You think it's... You
think it's worth something?
I tell you what. I will
trade you the videotape...
if you take me
on the Sasquatch Watch.
Okay. Hand it over.
Well, I don't have the tape on me
right now. I'd have to ask my brother.
You know, he-he's got...
Sh*t.
I don't understand why the guy
needs the tape so badly.
Also worth noting, I'm sure
he can take you out tomorrow.
God knows there's nothing else
going on in this town.
I don't know either, Kris. I mean, that tape
is the only evidence we have of our parents.
Might give us some clues as
to where they were last seen.
And it's not in here either.
We'll just get some sleep, and
we'll look for it in the morning.
It's probably in the car.
The car. Yes!
And knock next time!
Jesus!
Is he going to interrupt us again? Nope.
It's a f***in' sham, Wy.
Bigfoot, right?
Could be in Europe or somethin'.
Is the concept of backpacking
across foreign soil lost on you?
When the country's
this big, it is.
Look, just enjoy the ride, Shan.
You might not get to go
Bigfoot hunting again.
Oh! F*** me.
All right, all right.
We are out of here.
And, uh, Will the Conqueror?
Next time maybe.
Ah, so help you God,
Kris, if you...
If you left it behind, I am...
What was that?
That wasn't wind.
Wind doesn't close doors,
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