Obsessive Pheasant
I was once tending some outdoor equipment on a ranch in Arizona; equipment that was apparently claimed by an arrogant local pheasant. Every time I turned my back on the pheasant, the pheasant would peck at my legs, eventually drawing blood. Incensed, I whirled around and kicked the pheasant, but I was never able to land a solid punch on that damned bird. Every time I kicked the pheasant, the bird would jump up on my shoe and ride it up and down. Kicking the bird just made it attack more, which just made me angrier. So, for hours, I stuck it to the "man", and it stuck it right back, with bird-brained obsessiveness. Since I'm writing this from California, I suppose the pheasant won.
(Perv With A Dog had his eyes pecked out by scrub jays on, Tue 22 Jun 2010, 8:08, 2 replies)

For some reason
this makes me think of Road Runner. You should have got a large bomb from the Acme company.
(Smale is stuffed, Tue 22 Jun 2010, 8:48, closed)

this is no closer to sticking it to the man
than 90% of the other stories, but I have to say I do like it.

There's something very happy making about a plucky pheasant grasping the pheasant pluckers shoe so firmly that the only solution is to move to California.

Meep meep!
( Not Pineapple anymore, Tue 22 Jun 2010, 8:57, closed)