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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23 years old and randy as hell.
He's blind in one eye, and the sight in his other one must be going, too - a couple weeks ago he tried to vigorously shag my leg after wrapping his neck around it a couple times.
He attacked my bicycle helmet, too.
Also, every time I visit that place, the ducks decide to engage in a bit of gang-rape. Don't believe me? Go down there yourself - those little ones with no feathers on their angry-looking bright pink necks are the females.
This is in honour of Paczki the budgie who died yesterday. RIP, little guy - you were ace.
(, Fri 25 Apr 2008, 23:58, closed)
(, Sun 27 Apr 2008, 9:57, closed)
what do you expect?
Animals from normal places are fine.
(, Wed 30 Apr 2008, 16:07, closed)
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