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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I'm out in Singapore. Just arrived. Nursing a post 16-hour flight beer, and sitting outside a local eatery. Something itches on the back of my neck, so I go to scratch it, and my fingers close on something. I throw it away, upon inspection it looks like a big green ant, about one and a half inches long.
I'm still itching just thinking about it.
(, Sun 27 Apr 2008, 19:18, closed)
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