PS. Dave says that the ostrich was not “attacking” me. I lured it closer with a bag of dried corn to “see what would happen”. And that there was a giant fence separating us. And that all of this took place at a petting zoo.
I'd like to add that he didn't exactly rush to my aid either. He claims he was “too busy laughing” at me screaming and throwing corn at the ostrich. But he did acknowledge that if he hadn’t warned me, the ostrich would have pickpocketed my handbag. I looked up just in time to see it’s ridiculous little head examining my new cell phone. Motherfucker.
Hey it looks like I'm holding my boob in this one. I got your corn right here, asshole!
Strangely, it did not "go" for my boob.
Check out Dave's ass.
Since they are both killing-machines, the ostrich gives Dave "five" as a sign of respect