A mate told me this story the other night of an event that happened whilst he was travelling in Australia.
Him and a bunch of lads are driving along a dusty road in the middle of nowhere in australia, when a kangaroo hops out in front of them.
Without enough time to brake, they hit the Kangaroo knocking it into the air.
They got out and inspected the kangaroo, it appeared to be dead.
Fucking hell they thought, we've killed a Roo.
One of the lads suggested they take some photos of it, for a laugh they stand the kangaroo up and support it with their arms and have photos taken with the Kangaroo.
Getting even more boisterous, they stuck some sunglasses on it and then one lad, a Chelsea fan took off his chelsea shirt and put it on the Kangaroo, to get a photo of the Kangaroo wearing the top.
All of a sudden the Kangaroo re-gains concsiousness, it wasnt dead it was just knocked out.
It barges its way past the lads, and hops off at a fair pace into the outback.
Unless the fucker died later of its injuries, there will have been a Kangaroo hopping around potentially for years in a Chelsea shirt.
Imagine if Steve Irwin saw it, he'd probably think it was a new species of Kangaroo.
this story however could be absolute bollocks or even an urban myth
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