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I can’t trust you anymore.Hey guys, I’ve got a confession to make. That story I told earlier never happened. I’m sorry for lying.
Back when I worked for the Florida Fish and Wildlife Department (FFWD), we got a call that some idiot shanked an 8-iron into the pond at a local golf course. The dumb ass then sliced his hand on a broken bottle while trying to retrieve his ball from the drink, but claimed he was attacked by an alligator or snapping turtle.
Although it was obvious what had actually happened, we at the FFWD were legally obligated to go through the motions of an actual investigation. This was time consuming work and it was as humid as it was hot. Thankfully, the 19th Hole at the golf course happened to have a special on fuzzy navels that day.
Now, what does all of that have to do with my worst experience with an animal in the wild?
Well, this particular course butts up against the Gulf and those fuzzy navels were awfully tasty. I had a few too many, fell in and was repeatedly raped by a female bottlenose dolphin named Finderella.
Wait, a female? Yes, a female. Let's just say that because of Finderella, I now have a better appreciation than most on why they are called bottlenose dolphins.
I miss her. This broken heart is the most damage any animal has ever inflicted upon me in the wild.
Nope cicada not an anima;Does a cicada count as an anima;? I had one land on my shoulder one time. Didn't realize it. Turned my head and saw it out of the corner of my eye and freaked because it looked like hell span and gigantic being so close to my face.
A male cicada can have an anima, according to Jung.Nope cicada not an anima;
I was in Jessamine County, hiking to Highbridge and saw the biggest Mountain Lion east of the Mississippi. Had to be 5 feet tall. Shrill growl and ate my chicken and cheese sandwich I packed... drank my ice cold Ski too.
TMFS.
Playing golf in Florida almost had my hand tore off as I reached into a pond to retrieve a ball.
Pretty sure it was a gator but my grandfather said it could have been an Alligator Snapping turtle.
Did you put on your running shoes?Just below the ridge something very large was rustling around in the brush. It was undoubtedly a black bear. We spent the rest of the night discussing what we should do about it...
Dropped to one knee and shot him in the neck and he dropped about 15 ft in front of me.
I was talking about the mountain lion.Oh yeah. And also an inbred grandmother at age 29
Best & Worst. Went on a safari with my wife in Africa. We were with our guide in an open top LandRover (like the one below). We came across our first pride of lions (5 of them). They walked up within six feet of our vehicle and just stared at us. I could feel my blood pressure shoot up. I later learned that the lions don't view the cars as anything of interest as they are used to them. That is unless you stand up in the car or make too much noise. Then all bets are off. I was glad I had on my brown pants for that first encounter.
That’s funny when you put it that way!Your story, is about 10 sentences shorter and ten times cooler than my long-winded tale of being scared of a nearby bear while huddled in a tent with two other dudes.
Why did you tell a story about lions and then post a picture of a cheetah?
Messin with Sasquatch.Had to beat the crap out of this guy one time.