When Animals AttackI 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.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:45)
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^That's what nice bloke said about women fishing, though he claimed it was female hormones on the bait or something. I'm thinking: secluded riverbank, sunny day, gurgling river, cold beer, hot guy, fish for tea.
Edit: this does involve poaching from the local landed gentry though, which adds an illicit thrill to the proceedings.
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crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Wed 30 Apr 2008, 17:31,
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