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Post by whatever on Jul 9, 2008 4:41:34 GMT -5
Batista bit a chunk out of my calf about a year ago.
I still have the "B" shaped scar.
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Post by DZ: WF Legacy on Jul 9, 2008 4:46:25 GMT -5
I've been chased by dogs, cats and strangely enough ducks but I don't think anything ever got me.
I remember one time while visiting my grandma on my dad's side, in Kentucky, the people in the area let their pets just run wild. It was pretty neat - a duck followed a bunch of baby kittens around thinking it was their mother. But anyway, I was walking outside just exploring the outdoors when down from the big hill ahead this crazy dog started running. It got closer and closer until I got the natural instinct to run like hell for my life. I remember running at an impossible speed only to trip over myself, crash into the porch, and watch as the now apparent puppy just kind of peacefully stood there. I ran away from a puppy... After that day I committed suicide.
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Post by instant classic on Jul 9, 2008 7:11:11 GMT -5
I got into a fight with a llama because it spit on me.
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