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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Parade of idiots
I was once a canvasser for a do-good group and I was knocking on doors in American suburbia. I was trying to sell my spiel at one house to a woman in curlers when her antisocial German Shepard hurled himself through the screen of the storm door and chomped onto my clipboard.
I was running down the street with the beast closing (I learned later he had three legs), and the dog's owner, in robe and curlers, was hoofing along behind, screaming, 'Bad dog, Cujo!"
My employers were just arriving in a station wagon to round me up and take me back to HQ. My nerdheimer boss jumped from the car and joined the parade, yelling, "Drop the clipboard, boy! Drop the clipboard!"
Eventually I reached that invisilbe line at which a dog turns back. I stood panting while he relieved my boss of his trousers.
( , Sat 4 Jun 2005, 14:22, Reply)
I was once a canvasser for a do-good group and I was knocking on doors in American suburbia. I was trying to sell my spiel at one house to a woman in curlers when her antisocial German Shepard hurled himself through the screen of the storm door and chomped onto my clipboard.
I was running down the street with the beast closing (I learned later he had three legs), and the dog's owner, in robe and curlers, was hoofing along behind, screaming, 'Bad dog, Cujo!"
My employers were just arriving in a station wagon to round me up and take me back to HQ. My nerdheimer boss jumped from the car and joined the parade, yelling, "Drop the clipboard, boy! Drop the clipboard!"
Eventually I reached that invisilbe line at which a dog turns back. I stood panting while he relieved my boss of his trousers.
( , Sat 4 Jun 2005, 14:22, Reply)
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