When Animals Attack
I once witnessed my best friend savaged near to death by a flock of rampant killer sheep.
It's a kill-or-be-killed world out there and poor Steve Irwin never made it back alive. Tell us your tales of survival.
( , Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:45)
I once witnessed my best friend savaged near to death by a flock of rampant killer sheep.
It's a kill-or-be-killed world out there and poor Steve Irwin never made it back alive. Tell us your tales of survival.
( , Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:45)
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I got nothing. Really.
Other than the time when I stayed with Stalker Girl in her delightful home town for four days and a seagull shat on my head rather copiously. She thought it was chocolate (why? Chocolate goes in the mouth, not on the hair, it would be a waste) and put her hand in it. There was screaming.
( , Thu 24 Apr 2008, 17:25, Reply)
Other than the time when I stayed with Stalker Girl in her delightful home town for four days and a seagull shat on my head rather copiously. She thought it was chocolate (why? Chocolate goes in the mouth, not on the hair, it would be a waste) and put her hand in it. There was screaming.
( , Thu 24 Apr 2008, 17:25, Reply)
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