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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...belongs to a mate of mine, named after the infamous Frank (father of Dweezil and Moon Unit).
He is a fucking savage.
He once jumped from the top of the wardrobe onto my mate's head, thus giving him a Klingon-esque scarred forehead for about a week.
And on another occasion, he waited till my mate was in bed, then took a swipe with a paw (claws out)at his knob. I chose not to inspect the damage on that one...
(, Fri 25 Apr 2008, 16:05, closed)
Much as I love kitties, any beast that did that to me would get a full-arm slap across the room!
(, Fri 25 Apr 2008, 20:24, closed)
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