Well, at least this bull got two of the ********. And it went for the expensive seats. RIP, hero to the animal world.
Anyone got the address of the **** with the sword who killed the poor thing?
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well, I suppose they paid for a close up view 🙂
The video’s great. All those daft cruelty enthusiasts scattering in panic. ********.
It’s almost as much fun as watching drunken aussies running with the bulls in Pamplona. Darwinism in action, eh?
If I’m likely to go to some bizarre annual festival, I think I’d prefer the tomato fight in Bunyol… Little bit safer as long as you’re not allergic to the things!
“You can’t beat a bit of Bertha!”, thought Bully as he headed for the front row.
“Aaaaaand in red – bloody, dripping, 6-inch gored red – a bloodthirsty foreign bastard who should have known better. IIIIiiiin black – his family in mourning.”