Be careful, I just got back from a hike in the bush..........I was walking in the meadow with my machete and I stopped to take a few pictures of the ocean when I heard some noise. I look over my shoulder and saw something moving in the row of sea grape trees along the water. So I slowly chop my way into the thick of it and seems like someone was there watching me again. I took the machete and chopped my way back to the trail.......there I saw the strangest site. 10 white men with machete looking at me......run Chris run.......now I'm running for my life from some crazy white men with machetes yelling at me......and I can't run that fast anymore......they are gaining on me.......it's scary seeing a white man with a machete chasing you......I duck under a lime tree and into the sea grapes.....skipping over the rocks I see a big hole in the rocks and climb in......it's really deep.....I climb deeper and deeper the I realize.......
White men dont go in caves..........