Me Old Area Loved Horses.
Especially the ones collected by chavs and left to roam in packs around our old estate.

In fairness to the horses, they were normally more scared than us, and kept to themselves. Except for one. This little fat grey pony who was fecking nuts.

I normally walked home into the estate inbetween two tall blocks of flats, which had a small footpath that stretched across a large patch of grass. This grass served as a chav-horse parking spot, where they stayed or were tethered to. The nuts fecker was loose however and was hiding behind the horses out of sight. I walk down the path, and after I get past the group, this little grey bastard spots me and legs it at me. I hear some neighing, and see this nuts pony sprinting at me while twitching his head sideways alot (like one of those dancing bears). I think "oh shit oh shit" and leggit it straight at two parked cars , where I dive straight through the middle of them. This stupid horse emergency stops (as it was too fat to fit), turns around, and bull charges the nearest horse it can see, much to my amusement.

I got another similar story/incident, but it involved a flid from our college (dunno wether that counts). I'm walking out of the common room of our college into a small open-air walkway, which had a wall on one side, and a small ledge on the other. I'm talking to me mate Tim, who stops half-sentence and jumps onto the ledge holding onto the railing. "Err, what you doing?". He says nothing, but points to this angry flid who is currently bull charging towards me. I dive onto this ledge in the nick of time, and the flid straight headbutts the doors behind me, knocking himself unconcious. I laffed for months :D
( Jeccius Steam Borderlands 2 junkie, Thu 2 Jun 2005, 12:40, Reply)