A POETIC RETELLING OF A WACK ASS DREAM I HAD INVOLVING A FRIEND OF MINE BECOMING A MOUNTAINEERING VLOGGER

A Poetic Retelling of a wack-ass dream i had involving a friend of mine becoming a mountaineering vlogger

Harry Saroff Donning hiking boots as of yet unworn, a mountain-trail vlogging star was born: as Ash braved trails beyond the pale, their viewer count grew in high avail.

With their vlog they did con de all their vast conquered inclines, but on this day, a presence felt challenged even Ash the Vlogger’s svelte.

A clearing rustled; footsteps shu ed, Ash took heed, prepared for a scu e. Away from their phones, Ash’s viewers did ee upon glimpsing a furry monstrosity.

But as the shadowy gure rose into sight, Ash cast away their misbegotten fright and swi ly addressed their shaken crowd: “It’s cool, everyone chill” Ash calmly avowed.

“Oh my god, is that Ash?”

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“Oh my god, is that Bigfoot?” “Wanna make some TikToks?” “Is that even a question?”

A chance encounter through and through, Ash can count Bigfoot among their friends; Can you?

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