When Animals AttackI 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.
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Scaryduck - twitter.com/duckorange, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:45)
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Not really attacked as such...But when I was about 9 I was walking down the local highstreet with my dearest mother little knowing the fate that was about to befall me.
Being a wee lad I had the good old wee lad haircut (kinda like a pudding bowl haircut). Obviously, a flying rat saw this as an oppertunity to start a nest and flew down upon my unprotected head and sat there scratching.
Now this didn't hurt and I happily walked along the high street with shoppers gawping at me with a fucking pigeon on my head. When it flew off I was disappointed that it had found some other haven to shit on
Fortunately, it didn't do that to me, although I was obsessed by cleaning my hair for a few days
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