When Good Deeds go Bad
A friend was driving to work one morning when, sitting waiting at traffic lights, he saw a very large seagull, (the skinheads of the bird world), smash head first into a shop window, and fall to the ground lifeless.
Not wanting to leave the poor thing alone and dying in the street, he decided to pick it up and take it to the nearest RSPCA centre which was close by. He put the inanimate flapper on his back seat and drove off. Within minutes he was alerted by the screetching and flapping to his rear, that the bird had done a Lazarus, was absolutley fine and fighting fit, but in no mood to thank him for his concern. It began pecking at his head and face, shitting all over the place and trying to fly out through the windscreen. He did managed not to crash the car, and eventually got rid of the bastard thing without too much blood loss. Still needed an anti-tetnus jab, and much cleaning of both face, and upholstery. Must've been brilliant for the guy in the car behind him.

There must be more tales of regretfull Samaritans out there.

(sorry for the length..oooh-errr)
(Chillumm, Mon 22 Mar 2004, 14:34, Reply)