Originally Posted by kane

That was good of you to do. I'm sure those people were very thankful.

When I was a kid I lived out in the country. The guy down the street raised Bison. One afternoon they got out. I'm sitting my living room and I hear horns blasting out front. I go out and there are a bunch of bison (probably 8-10) standing in the middle of the road stopping traffic both ways. They are huge and very unimpressed by the cars honking their horns.

I call up the owner and he asks if I can get them out of the road for him and he will bring a truck down and get them. I ask him exactly how do you get a bison out of the street? no bullshit he tells me. Just got out and yell shoo! at them. So I walk out to the edge of the street and yell really loud. Shoo! Those fucking bison took off at top speed. The leaped the ditch and promptly trampled my neighbors yard. Tore the hell out of their garden and flattened a small fence.

I laughed my ass off. I guess since they were babies that was the word he used to keep them away from the fence. He picked them up then paid to fix my neighbors yard. It was an expensive trip around the neighborhood for the bison.