Once upon a time (no sh!t, I was there), on a mountain not far from Las Vegas, New Mexico, at an elevation of about 7,200 ft ASL, I was cutting pine trees on a mountain with a crew that didn't speak much english We started a little before daylight.
Off in the distance, we heard a horrible noise like a child being put through a wringer-washer, or mountain lions mating.
It was actually a horny elk bugling (but they didn't know that, being newbies).
I motioned everyone to shut off the chain-saws and stood attentively and listened as the sound came again.
I sagely nodded my head and said one word; "chupacabra". And restarted my chain saw.
We were scheduled to work until about 1400 on that hill, but we got all the wood down, bucked, sectioned, loaded and transported about 1100.
My best day ever for a one word comment. ;)
/johnny
pretty funny;)