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 did say that they're all standing back and laughing at us. We're their private dancers.
Ahem.
(, Thu 1 May 2008, 16:26, 1 reply)
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