Samson
Written: April 20, 2002
I'm not sure if this zoo even exists anymore, beyond my childhood memories, but there used to be the Brookfield Zoo just outside of Milwaukee. Brookfield's Zoo's claim to fame was that it held Samson, the largest gorilla in captivity (at that time - I really haven't kept up with those kinds of things, largest gorilla in captivity records, I mean). I remember going to the Zoo with my family and anticipating seeing Samson slouching in his cage, safe behind a few feet of armored Plexiglas. I remember standing there with all the other kids looking at this huge mass of black fur, unmoving save for his eyes as he peered out at us. I remember thinking, "Man, this guy is really really pissed." There were stories that every once in a great while Samson would rise up and charge the thick Plexiglas prison. But I never saw him do much of anything. I read on the net that Samson passed away in 1981, thirty three years after his birth in Africa. Rest in peace, big guy.
So, anyway, this is another Jenny story. Jenny has this thing for fisting and, as is her nature, taunted the talents of Toran to come up with the ultimate fisting story. I'm not sure where this rates amongst those kinds of stories (don't really give a rat's ass, actually - fisting isn't my thing), but Jenny did get her story.
Toran