>>1981401I see a lot of kangaroos where I walk so I need to be ready to square up at all times. At least that's what my brother told me, the ones in my area aren't too dangerous though.
At least I thought that. I saw a family of four hopping down a tall grass hill. They were bound to cross in front of me as I walked, but I didn't bother being cautious. From a few meters in front of me the two joeys and then the mother hop across the trail. I keep walking for a minute then remember I never saw the father jump across.
I hear thuds behind me and turn around to see the most ripped kangaroo I've ever seen. The thing looks like he'd be able to tear my limbs. Off. I was about to run but I knew I'd have to leave my pack behind since it'd slow me down too much. I didn't want this bastard taking all my shit so I decided I'd have to punch on.
I dropped my pack for more mobility and we started circling each other on the path. Every so often he'd stand all the way up to intimidate me, he was surely at least 7 foot tall.
Looking back I reckon he was more scared of me then I was of him since I was the one who swung first. I hit him right in the snout before he had time to react. He swung his arms out to try and grab me but I anticipated his move, jumping back.
Thing is I had a lot of adrenaline and jumped back too far, falling on my ass. I rolled to the side to dodge the roo's inevitable jump onto me. I ended up rolling off the trail and into a pile of bindies, fucked up my face on them.
I scrambled to get back up but all I saw was the bastards right hook before i woke up with a broken nose and all my fuckin pingers stolen. I hate living in blacktown.
