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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Back in '99, husband #1 and I went to see Brian Setzer (of Stray Cats) in concert at an ampitheater in LA.
They have a great bar, it's all open and is surrounded by woods.
I was looking particularly fine that night, as I was super skinny and was wearing hot pink
As I leaned forward to say something to #1, I felt a stinging pain on my bum. "Ouch" squealed I. The pain was getting steadily worse and turning into a burning sensation, so I leg it to the bathroom to find out what's going on.
I took off my trousers and shook them out and a HUGE tree spider scuttled out of the bottom of the trouser leg.
This led to me yelling quite loudly in the stall "fucking hell, I just got bit on my arse by a spider" much to the horror/amusement of my fellow wee-ers.
The bite mark was visible for weeks and a brutal shade of purple.
(, Fri 25 Apr 2008, 17:59, closed)
For going to see Brian Setzer.
Although I'm not sure about the hot pink trousers and boob tube.
(, Fri 25 Apr 2008, 19:11, closed)
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