JamesAndTheGiantHead
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I was only a Google search away from avoiding making myself look a tit. Again. Must remember to Google more often.
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I was only a Google search away from avoiding making myself look a tit. Again. Must remember to Google more often.
JamesAndTheGiantHead
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It's a shame there weren't more stories like this from our Fox Hunting days.
I can see the headline:
"Fox has enough, turns on 12 dogs, 8 horses and 8 fully grown men, eats them".
Or, if it was the Sun:
"FOXING HELL!"
I can see the headline:
"Fox has enough, turns on 12 dogs, 8 horses and 8 fully grown men, eats them".
Or, if it was the Sun:
"FOXING HELL!"
middletoenail
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The typical simplistic response!
JamesAndTheGiantHead
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I fired a gun in the good ol' USA after a 10 minute talk on weapon safety and no prior experience, and I was a better shot than all three of them. Not that I was hoping they'd hit the poor thing.
We humans really do let ourselves down at times.
GoldWithFalmer
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I would pay good money to shoot for fun those f*ckers with the guns,just for sport mind of course....
I'd like to fire a proper machine gun Gold, it would have to something decent mind, like a gimpy not a shitty pistol machine gun.
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GoldWithFalmer
Seaweed! Seaweed!
I am all for a laugh and all,but i do not agree with sporting reasons,a rush? try being a real man an face the Lion,unarmed,that would be a rush-leave our dwindling natural Beasts alone.
middletoenail
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No of course not, but unless you have been brought up in the Spanish culture where this past time has been passed on by generations you won't understand what it means to a lot of Spaniards.
What about mowing down Palarse fans? You could even feed the bullets in if you like
GoldWithFalmer
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What about mowing down Palarse fans? You could even feed the bullets in if you like
Oh go on then-:guitar:
Captain Sensible
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f*** me, good on the bull!!!!
That's the least that fucker deserves after stabbing about 7 blades in the bulls back.
That's the least that fucker deserves after stabbing about 7 blades in the bulls back.
GoldWithFalmer
Seaweed! Seaweed!
Blinding result
On Sundays the bulls get so bored
When they are asked to show off for us
There is the sun, the sand, and the arena
There are the bulls ready to bleed for us
It's the time when grocery clerks become Don Juan
It's the time when all ugly girls
Turn into swans, aaahh.
Who can say of what he's found
That bull who turns and paws the ground
And suddenly he s ees himself all nude, aaahh.
Who can say of what he dreams
That bull who hears the silent screams
From the open mouths of multitudes
Olé!
On Sundays the bulls get so bored
When they are asked to suffer for us
There are the picadors and the mobs revenge
There are the toreros, and the mob kneels for us
It's the time when grocery clerks become García Lorca
And the girls put roses in their teeth like Carmen
On Sundays the bulls get so bored
When they are asked to drop dead for us
The sword will plunge down and the mob will drool
The blood will pour down and turn the sand to mud.
Olé, olé!
The moment of triumph when grocery clerks become Nero
The moment of triumph when the girls scream and shout
The name of their hero, aaahh.
And when finally they fell
Did not the bulls dream of some hell
Where men and worn-out matadors still burn, aaahh.
Or perhaps with their last breaths
Would not they pardon us their deaths
Knowing w hat we did at
Carthage--olé!--Waterloo--olé!--Verdun--olé!
Stalingrad--olé!--Iwo Jima--olé!--Hiroshima--olé!--Saigon!
When they are asked to show off for us
There is the sun, the sand, and the arena
There are the bulls ready to bleed for us
It's the time when grocery clerks become Don Juan
It's the time when all ugly girls
Turn into swans, aaahh.
Who can say of what he's found
That bull who turns and paws the ground
And suddenly he s ees himself all nude, aaahh.
Who can say of what he dreams
That bull who hears the silent screams
From the open mouths of multitudes
Olé!
On Sundays the bulls get so bored
When they are asked to suffer for us
There are the picadors and the mobs revenge
There are the toreros, and the mob kneels for us
It's the time when grocery clerks become García Lorca
And the girls put roses in their teeth like Carmen
On Sundays the bulls get so bored
When they are asked to drop dead for us
The sword will plunge down and the mob will drool
The blood will pour down and turn the sand to mud.
Olé, olé!
The moment of triumph when grocery clerks become Nero
The moment of triumph when the girls scream and shout
The name of their hero, aaahh.
And when finally they fell
Did not the bulls dream of some hell
Where men and worn-out matadors still burn, aaahh.
Or perhaps with their last breaths
Would not they pardon us their deaths
Knowing w hat we did at
Carthage--olé!--Waterloo--olé!--Verdun--olé!
Stalingrad--olé!--Iwo Jima--olé!--Hiroshima--olé!--Saigon!
GoldWithFalmer
Seaweed! Seaweed!
JamesAndTheGiantHead
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