When animals attack...
I once, accidentally, punched a racoon.
It had wandered into my tent, I was half asleep and thought it was a mate pratting around. There was a yelp and then all hell broke loose.
What have you been attacked by?
( , Thu 2 Jun 2005, 9:39)
I once, accidentally, punched a racoon.
It had wandered into my tent, I was half asleep and thought it was a mate pratting around. There was a yelp and then all hell broke loose.
What have you been attacked by?
( , Thu 2 Jun 2005, 9:39)
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Ooh, another one
In Cyprus, in my aunts house, they have a cat which finds someone standing still and lies down behind their feet. The bastard just wants to trip people up.
Anyhoo, being the model guest that I am, and after being nagged by the mother, I'm doing the washing up. So, enter the cat.
All finished, I take a step back, kicking it squarely in the ribs. Cat takes this opportunity to test it's newly sharpened claws on the back of my foot, so it grabs my achilles heel with the front set, goes about trying to disembowell my foot with the back two while chomping the crap out of my skin.
I shout "FUCKING BASTARD CAT!!!"
I kick it again.
I get a clout around the back of the head for being cruel to animals and the cat gets a bowl of cream. Needless to say, I took great pleasure in exacting my revenge during the rest of the holiday. Though, when I got back, I thought about, and couldn't believe I started, and lost, a war with an animal 50 times smaller than me and with about the intellectual capacity of a lobotimised grapefruit.
( , Thu 2 Jun 2005, 14:35, Reply)
In Cyprus, in my aunts house, they have a cat which finds someone standing still and lies down behind their feet. The bastard just wants to trip people up.
Anyhoo, being the model guest that I am, and after being nagged by the mother, I'm doing the washing up. So, enter the cat.
All finished, I take a step back, kicking it squarely in the ribs. Cat takes this opportunity to test it's newly sharpened claws on the back of my foot, so it grabs my achilles heel with the front set, goes about trying to disembowell my foot with the back two while chomping the crap out of my skin.
I shout "FUCKING BASTARD CAT!!!"
I kick it again.
I get a clout around the back of the head for being cruel to animals and the cat gets a bowl of cream. Needless to say, I took great pleasure in exacting my revenge during the rest of the holiday. Though, when I got back, I thought about, and couldn't believe I started, and lost, a war with an animal 50 times smaller than me and with about the intellectual capacity of a lobotimised grapefruit.
( , Thu 2 Jun 2005, 14:35, Reply)
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