Showing posts with label Ninjas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ninjas. Show all posts

Monday, April 20, 2009

Devastated

Despite perhaps dabbling in a little extra dramatic hyperbole with the above title, I am nonetheless unimpressed.

A couple of posts ago, I wrote about the best sandwiches in Bangkok, a rarity deserving UN World Heritage status. Today, my beloved bakery is being ripped apart, quite literally, by a band of marauding ninjas.

What will be the fate of my favourite house of Boulange? Will I ever find a Siamese sandwich to rival that of which I have loved so dearly? Will I be resorted to a firey hell of chilli and kaffir lime for the rest of my days???

Friday, April 03, 2009

Think you're tough?

Have a go at this bloke…

(From SMH online, courtesy of Clare)

'Ninja' kangaroo terrorises family in bed

Not a bird, nor a plane, but a kangaroo has crashed through the bedroom window of a Canberra family's home before terrorising its unsuspecting occupants.

The family, from the suburb of Garran in Canberra's south, were awoken in the early hours of Sunday morning when their pet dog began barking from the garden.

Moments later, a kangaroo burst through a three-metre high window of the house's master bedroom and onto the bed where Beat Ettlin, his partner Verity Beman and their nine-year-old
daughter, Beatrix, lay.

"My initial thought when I was half awake was [that] it's a lunatic ninja coming through the window," Mr Ettlin told The Associated Press.

"It seems about as likely as a kangaroo breaking in."

While the family took refuge under the blankets, the injured animal proceeded to jump on top of them, gouging holes in the furniture and smearing blood all over the walls.

The next thing Mr Ettlin heard was his 10-year-old son Leighton screaming from his bed: "There's a 'roo in my room!"

"I thought, this can be really dangerous for the whole family now," the 42-year-old said.

A chef, originally from the Swiss city of Stans, Mr Ettlin followed the thrashing and bleeding two-metre tall marsupial and wrestled it into a headlock before dragging it down the hallway and out the front door.

Left wearing just his shredded underpants and with scratch marks on his leg and buttocks, Mr Ettlin described himself as "lucky".

"I had just my Bonds undies on. I felt vulnerable," he said.