eel.txt How to kill a South Dakota eel (A true story) Little Johnny was 12 years old and, like other boys his age, was rather curious. He had been hearing quite a bit about "courting" from the older boys and he wondered what it was and how it was done. One day, he took his questions to his mother, who became rather flustered. Instead of explaining things to Johnny, she told him to hide behind the curtain one night and watch his older sister and her boyfriend. This he did. The following morning, Johnny described everything to his mother in detail: "Sis and her boyfriend sat and talked for a while, then he turned off most of the lights. Then he started kissing and hugging her. I figured Sis must be getting sick because her face started looking funny. He must have thought so too, because he put his hand inside her blouse to feel her heart just like the doctor would except he's not as smart as the doctor because he seemed to have trouble finding her heart. I guess he was getting sick too, because pretty soon both of them started panting and getting all out of breath. His other hand must have been cold because he put it in under her skirt. About this time, Sis got worse and began to moan and sigh and squirm around and slide down toward the end of the couch. This was when the fever started. I knew it was fever because Sis told him she felt really hot. Finally, I found out what was making them sick... A big eel had gotten inside of him somehow. It just jumped out of his pants and stood there about 10 inches long, honest. Anyway, he grabbed it in one hand to keep it from getting away. When Sis saw it, she got really scared. Her eyes got big and her mouth fell open and she started calling out to god and stuff like that. She said it was the biggest one she had ever seen. (I should tell her about the ones down at the lake.) "Anyway, Sis got brave and tried to kill the eel by biting it's head off. All of sudden, she made a noise and she let the eel go....I guess it bit her back. Then she grabbed it with both hands and held it tight while he took a muzzle out of his pocket and slipped it over the eel's head to keep it from biting again. "Sis layed back and spread her legs so she could get a scissors- lock on it and he helped by lying on top of the eel. "The eel put up a helluva fight." Sis started groaning and squealing and her boyfriend almost upset the couch. I guess they wanted to kill the eel by squashing it between them. After a while, they both quit moving and gave a great sigh. Her boyfriend got up and sure enough they had killed the eel. I knew it was dead because it just hung there, limp with some of it's insides hanging out. "Sis and her boyfriend were a little tired from the battle, but went back to "courting" anyway. He started hugging and kissing her again. By golly, the eel wasn't dead. It jumped straight up and started fighting again. I guess eels are like cats... they have nine lives or something. "this time Sis jumped up and tried to kill the eel by sitting on it. After a 5 minute struggle, they finally killed the eel. I knew it was dead this time because I saw Sis's boyfriend peel it's skin off and flush it down the toilet."