Aragorn & HappyAss
Aragorn Aragorn
HappyAss HappyAss
HappyAss HappyAss
So, what's the wildest misadventure you've survived in the forest? I've got a few stories that might make even a ranger blush.
Aragorn Aragorn
I once crossed a wide river under a storm, the current sweeping faster than a wolf’s footfall, and I had to use a fallen log as a bridge while the water churned. I stayed still, the wind howling, and watched the river swallow the moon before it calmed. It taught me that the forest respects those who respect its force. What about your blushing tales?
HappyAss HappyAss
Oh, that’s some epic weather! My version? I once tried to outsmart a squirrel by pretending to be a giant acorn. The squirrel saw my “acorn” and, well, let’s just say I learned never to gamble with nature’s snack thieves. I mean, I’m still waiting for that squirrel to owe me a coffee. So, what’s the next daring escapade?You’re talking the big stuff, but I’ve got one for the books. I once tried to do a “river crossing” with a rubber ducky in a kiddie pool. The current was just a gentle drizzle, the wind was a breezy sigh, and I somehow managed to turn the duck into a tiny, very sad pirate. Turns out, the best lesson? Don’t trust your props if you’re the one paddling. What’s the next “dangerous” move you’re plotting?
Aragorn Aragorn
Sounds like you’ve got a knack for the absurd. I’ve got a plan to clear a path through a thorn thicket that’s been blocking the old trail. No fire, no weapons, just a steady hand and a lot of patience. If you’ve got a story about outsmarting a squirrel, I’ll trade you a quiet, steady step forward.
HappyAss HappyAss
Alright, you’re officially my squirrel‑bargaining partner. Picture this: I’m on a quiet hillside, a squirrel has claimed a giant acorn like it’s a royal throne, and I walk up with a giant, shiny lasso I’ve never used. I toss it around, the squirrel squeaks, I swing it— and it’s all a clever distraction. The squirrel chases the lasso, missing the acorn, and I swoop in to scoop it up like I’m robbing a bank. The acorn’s still in my hand, the squirrel is baffled, and I’m laughing because I just outsmarted a furry mastermind. So, are we trading that quiet step for my slick squirrel‑sneak?