you guys got any good Numi stories?
one night my pa was out hunting, sitting in his little perch up in a dead pine, he told me as the sun was going down he swears he kept seeing these little flashes of purple out of the corner of his eye zipping from tree to tree and getting closer to where he was. Right as the last rays of the setting sun disappeared he felt a thump, and then another, and another, he looks down and now he's sure he can see something purple and it runs faster than any human and smashes into the tree. It backs up and smashes into the tree again and again and kept that up for hours, my pa thought for sure if that thing didn't take the tree down it would at least shake his perch loose. Finally after what felt like an eternity the sun comes back up, and this thing starts backing up always keeping right on the edge of the slowly receding darkness, its shining eyes lock on my pa the whole time. With a final hiss that sounded like "nyaaaa" he heard it storm off away into the forest smashing branches and smaller tree's in its path. My pa stayed up there for a while longer still shook up from the night, but eventually he made his way down and when he got there he damn near passed out from shock. Sitting right at the foot of the tree was one single empty smirnoff ice bottle and a pile of vomit. All these years later that very bottle is still mounted over his fireplace and he gets a little jumpy around alcoholics.