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The villains of the peace in this story are two non-conformist, 'not likely to take it lying down' ranchers named George Stranahan and Richard McIntyre. Rumor has it they were camping high in the Himalayas with a mule, enough local contraband to pacify a herd of stampeding buffalo and very little else when IT happened…
George and Richard swear that upon emerging from their tent one evening they witnessed a strange airborne creature heading towards the campsite. They say the creature, which was now looking increasingly like a flying dog, barrel-rolled through the camp sending sherpas scurrying for their lives. George and Richard were apparently left untouched…well almost. The duo were in fact so inspired by the sight of this mischievous, non-conforming creature that they totally forgot about the loss of their mule and the contents of their tent now rolling down the mountainside and took it as sign they should do something big. Something really big. |
