
This h'yere is the intrepid explorer, adventurer, and just plain good ol' boy, ROTTIJOHN! Figure you folks needed to have a look see at what his mug looks like. Welp, thet pickatoor up thar be him.

In 1932 there was a report out of Wichita Falls, Texas, about one of the Army Aircorp's scout planes crashing just south of the base. Everything was hush-hush about the "accident". This was probably due to the crash happening during a bright summer's day, no bad wind, no inclement weather, and the pilot surviving to tell a strange tale. The pilot told several witnesses on the ground that he was flying at a moderate airspeed when he suddenly hit what looked to be a ball of white light. The ball of white light sheered off the tip of his starboard (right) wing. The pilot began to make a controlled descent so he could make an emergency landing, when suddenly he had a second collision. His second collision was with what he described as a huge multi-colored bubble. The pilot said the bubble encompassed most of the sky in front of him, and he could not avoid crashing. Many people would have considered such talk as being that of a delusional man or a lunatic, but Wiley Post was considered by anyone and everyone in aviation to be the world's best pilot at that time. On August 15, 1935 Wiley Post and Will Rogers crashed at Point Barrow, Alaska. He and Rogers were just taking off from a lagoon (the plane had pontoons) when for some unexplained reason they stopped in midair and crashed. Post reported numerous times that he had witnessed huge arcs, and huge multi-colored bubbles while flying in areas of low human population. Footnote: the above photograph is of a suspected Tesla Field with attendent orbs.
The gentlemen (and I use that term very loosely) that comprise RottiJohn's crew, decided that whilst searching for the ever elusive wild gorillas in Oklahoma and Texas, they would as well search for the equally elusive wild whiskey stills. The crew figures that if they are unsuccessful in capturing a wild gorilla, maybe, just maybe, they would have better luck capturing a wild whiskey still. Now you get to see first hand what that intrepid explorer, RottiJohn, has to put up with.
RottiJohn and his crew will be stopping in to say "HOWDY" to Charlie the White Buffalo. Charlie is unique in the fact that he never changed color to anything other than white after attaining adulthood. The photo displayed here is after Charlie had just gone "mud bathing" in the yellow mud that inhabits his personal buffalo wallow. There are so many strange stories and so little time.

