I have a friend who knew this guy named six-pack Barry.
He hit a large roo one night and decided to take it home to see if he could nurse it back to health.
When my friend dropped over to six-pack Barry's house, the living room was demolished.
Six-pack Barry had blood and scratches all over him.
Turns out the roo was just unconscious and when it woke up it went ape shit.
Apparently he had to, in my friend's words, fight it to the death.
I don't know how true this story is but my friend was not one to lie and it always got a good chuckle at the bar. :-)
He hit a large roo one night and decided to take it home to see if he could nurse it back to health.
When my friend dropped over to six-pack Barry's house, the living room was demolished.
Six-pack Barry had blood and scratches all over him.
Turns out the roo was just unconscious and when it woke up it went ape shit.
Apparently he had to, in my friend's words, fight it to the death.
I don't know how true this story is but my friend was not one to lie and it always got a good chuckle at the bar. :-)
