This is really an incredible story. We truly are connected with our non-human relations:
In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University .
On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully.
He got down on one knee and inspected the elephant's foot and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his hunting knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned, and walked away. Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.
Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenaged son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son Cameron were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Peter, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man.
Remembering the encounter in 1986, Peter couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant. Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs and slammed his stupid ass against the railing, killing him instantly.
Probably wasn't the same elephant.
H/T Mike
Asshole!
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I love this story. It shows me that you have the same warped sense of humor that I have. Just to let you know I performed an Obamaoctomy on my blog today. The posts I had up supporting Barak Obama have been taken down. I am like the elephant - I don't forget. He no longer has my support.
ReplyDeleteI know I am an asshole also but at least I am in good company since DR (whoever the hell he or she is) has labeled you one also. Love you John j
kind of a mean trick, huh?
ReplyDeleteHey Jay, love you too.
I laughed til it made my head hurt!
ReplyDeleteYou got me.
ReplyDeleteMy husband emailed this one to me a few months ago. I know it's warped, but it is sooooo funny.
ReplyDeleteHope your cold is better by Christmas Eve! The Chinese remedy is: cut up fresh ginger, put it in a pan with Coke and boil. Drink hot. Sounds disgusting to me, but they swear by it.
Sara, is that one of those "ancient Chinese secrets"? Kind of reminds me of the Beverly Hillbillies episode where Granny gets Mr. Drysdale all excited about her down home cold remedy, until she says "just take it every day for 7-10 days and that cold will skeeeeedaddle!
ReplyDeletebwahahahaha! Dang. You sucked me in with that one.
ReplyDeleteI did NOT see that coming...
ReplyDeleteBwahahahaha!
John...just discovered your blog (I get a Google Alert every time JS Spong is mentioned). I also got Mohler's ignorant rant, and I am so pleased with your response. Keep up the great work!
ReplyDeleteA kindred spirit from the UMC...
Steve Kirby
Thanks Steve! Welcome! Glad you are here!
ReplyDeleteHo did I miss this before Christmas? It's hilarious!
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