Bull-Bison Rodeo, Part Ii

...I must’ve passed out not long after that, in the hospital people did say that bison and bull went for ten minutes, before the tired, and both slunk away. The people called it the best rodeo that any of them had ever seen, some hippies protested, what else is new, they said treating bison that way was ‘mean.’ And the Forest Service took my statement, it was clear they thought I was at fault, but they could not book me for any crimes, none had seen the first charge, after all. Some of the bull-riders thought I was tough, and declared I should take up the sport, they even wrote a song about the day, but didn’t mention how I ruined my shorts. I just declined, having more than enough ‘fun’ riding on the backs of bis cows, I just wanted to find some quiet job, if this mad universe would allow. But I should’ve known this wasn’t my luck, and soon events would somehow conspire to make me baptize the pope himself in a church that was strangely on fire…