I fownd a peace a glass looks like frum a plain kanapy an anuther peace a metal wit
_ _ X T _ R _ _ _ _ _ _. Caint make out no moe a it. I tole Canedawg it wuz Emily Airhart!
Swamp don’t reely flow wear it iz. Nobuddy goes bak in dat Wooly Swamp sept me. I caint say fer shore wat it iz but I’m a findin alota pieces an hunks a ole metal, skeery.
I thank dat’s a reesonable thery canedog. She ain’t never ben fownd an I dun fownd a piece a wat looks like an ole plain. An wat I ain’t told u yet is I fownd sun more parts this mornin further bak in da swamp.
No sir! I ain’t got no fancy kamra an I’m afeared it mite be top sekrit. Don’t want da feds nosing round here iffin ya no wat I meen. Look wat dey doin to poor ole Mr. Trump fer havin a cupple a top sekret dockumints at his place.
Naw ain’t no still. U no dat I no wat a still looks like. Heee haw! Inniehow I toted it bak ta da shed an cleened it best I could wit turpentine. Awl i kin make out is da letters G an M.
Y’all no I ain’t no rocket sientist but da udder day I wuz trackin a deer I shot in da swamp an I come acrost a peace a old *** rusty metal dat looked like a dang shark fin or sumthin. Maybe it’s a part of a space shuttel?