I 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.
(, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:45)
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After a typically drunken student night out I was walking home down a rather dark road lined with trees. Receiving a sudden blow to the head I turned around to defend myself to see... nobody at all. Shrugged and carried on home.
Woke up next day to a pillow reminiscent of a butcher's slab, so I ambled off to the doc to be told that I was one several owl-attackees in that road. Anway, the head-slashes didn't need stitches, just antibiotics. Messy though, glad I'm not a mouse.
I've also been bitten by a mole (long story) & spat on by a llama.
Some people have a natural empathy with animals - but not me.
(, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 20:12, closed)
it's important that you tell the mole story.
(, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 21:29, closed)
Mole story! Mole story!
(, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 22:01, closed)
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