[1rudeboy]

Once, in an earlier life, I was carrying a bale of straw into a cowpen. As I was walking past the cow (she and I knew each other), she knocked it out of my hands. I was like, "that was weird." So I picked it up and tried to walk past again. She knocked it out of my hands, again. I was like, "oh, you want to play."

So I picked up the bale again, this time holding it like a blocking-dummy, and made a charge at her. She sent me and the bale back about 10 feet, and I landed on my back.

Now, I understand physics, and I understood that she had a 1000+ pound weight advantage . . . I neglected to consider that she had four legs versus my two.

[CrazyIvan]

While in high school I helped with a dairy herd. While getting one plugged in it managed to kick me twice. I lost my temper and gave it several of the best punches in the side that I could land. It didn’t even stop chewing.