Little Johnny was 12 years old and like other boys his age rather curious.
He had been hearing quite a bit about 'courting' from the older boys, and
he wondered what it was and how it was done. One day he took his question
to his mother, who became rather flustered. Instead of explaining things to
Johnny, she told him to hide behind the curtains one night and watch his
older sister and her boyfriend. This he did. The following morning, Johnny
described everything to his mother.
'Sis and her boyfriend sat and talked for a while, then he turned off most
of the lights. Then he started kissing and hugging her. I figured Sis must
be getting sick, because her face started looking funny. He must have
thought so too, because he put his hand inside her blouse to feel her
heart, just the way the doctor would. Except he's not as smart as the
doctor because he seemed to have trouble finding her heart.
'I guess he was getting sick too, because pretty soon both of them started
panting and gettin all out of breath. His other hand must of been cold
because he put it under her skirt. About this time Sis got worse and began
to moan and sigh and squirm around and slide down toward the end of the
couch. This was when her fever started. I knew it was a fever, because Sis
told him she felt really hot.
'Finally, I found out what was making them so sick-- a big eel had gotten
inside his pants somehow. It just jumped out of his pants and stood there,
about 10 inches long, honest anyway, he grabbed it in one hand to keep it
from getting away.
'When Sis saw it, she got really scared -- her eyes got big, and her mouth
fell open, and she started calling out to God and stuff like that. She said
it was the biggest one she's ever seen; I should tell her about the ones
down at the lake.
'Anyway, Sis got brave and tried to kill the eel by biting its head off.
All of a sudden she grabbed it with both hands and held it tight while he
took a muzzle out of his pocket and slipped it over the eel's head to keep
it from biting again.
'Sis lay back and spread her legs so she could get a scissor -- lock on it
and he helped by lying on top of the eel.
'The eel put up a hell of a fight. Sis started groaning and squealing and
her boyfriend almost upset the couch. I guess they wanted to kill the eel
by squashing it between them.
'After a while they both quit moving and gave a great sigh. Her boyfriend
got up, and sure enough, they killed the eel. I knew because it just hung
there, limp, and some of its insides were hanging out.
'Sis and her boyfriend were a little tired from the battle, but they went
back to courting anyway. He started hugging and kissing her again. By
golly, the eel wasn't dead! It jumped straight up and started to fight
again. I guess eels are like cats -- they have nine lives or something.
'This time, Sis jumped up and tried to kill it by sitting on it. After a 35
minute struggle, they finally killed the eel. I knew it was dead, because I
saw Sis's boyfriend peel its skin off and flush it down the toilet.'