Yesterday I read about how Johnny Cash was once attacked, and nearly killed, by his pet ostrich, Waldo. And as I'm short for time, I thought I'd share that with you...
“All he did was break my two lower ribs and rip my stomach open down to my belt, If the belt hadn’t been good and strong, with a solid belt buckle, he’d have spilled my guts exactly the way he meant to. As it was, he knocked me over onto my back and I broke three more ribs on a rock—but I had sense enough to keep swinging the stick, so he didn’t get to finish me. I scored a good hit on one of his legs, and he ran off.”
Wow. I bet that... Hurt.
An ostrich once tried to swallow my arm.
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