You assumed my earlier warning a product of an overly active imagination, and scoffed at the notion that animals were capable of holding a grudge.
Now as you bar the door and shovel your fly tying stash out the rear window hoping to escape the vengeful eyes of the neighboring flock, it ain’t so funny, is it? …
In California, Killer Whiting Saddles are roaming the streets, slashing car tires and innocents alike, incensed by the wanton wrenching of fistfuls of small hackles, compounded by winter’s chill on featherless and skinny hindquarters, and the constant barbaric and ritualistic deep frying of their womenfolk.
Attacks on humans have become so brazen, a citizen was killed while under the watchful protection of the local police.
Dry flies are a lot of fun, but are they worth your life?
Maybe the “citizen” ruffled the feathers of his attacker by betting his scratch on the other guy. An offense most fowl to him.
Somebody send Ed some Viagra…I’m certain he’ll see the humor in it.
A cruel coxscomb with his own spurs to take a life,undone man had brought his own fate….JP2
I better switch to synthetic tiger tail.
Better send me all that Polar Bear too …
Somebody wants a hug.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BNeEVkhTutY
I have a stash of baby seal I need to rid myself of, lest I be bludgeoned in retribution in a dark alley one night….
Oh god I better hide next hunting season I have a feeling my tree stand is tampered with…damn deer