We were touring Australia at the time when we passed a kangaroo farm where tourists could feed the kangaroos and meet them up close.
We thought it would be fun, so we bought a little bag of food and entered the fenced area where around dozen kangaroos, large and small, were going about their business.
As I’m handing out food to cute little wallabies, this big ass kangaroo makes his way over to my position. He doesn’t wait for a handout, he goes straight for the bag.
So I take a step back, but he persists, so I take another step back, and another and another. I’m still giggling at this point and I can see my wife pointing and smiling at me from a distance.
With my wife watching, I decide to stand my ground and gently push the kangaroo’s arm away from the bag. Big mistake.
I’m a pretty tall guy, but this kangaroo rose up, looked me straight in the eyes and then punched me in the shoulder. All of a sudden, I realize this creature looks like Mike Tyson in a very bad mood.
I decide to turn around and walk away, but as I look behind me, I realize the kangaroo has literally cornered me. I’m fenced off on both sides and the only way forward is being blocked by 200 pounds of muscle that can break me like a twig.
As I turn forward, the kangaroo’s face is inches from mine and he’s staring at me as if to say; “That’s right punk, now hand over the bag”.
So that’s what I did!