Bit off subject.....
A college friend was a mercenary in Angola in the late 70s. One day on patrol, the point man walked up on a bachelor lion guarding a kill about 25 yards away in the brush. It roared and charged.
EVERYONE opened up and the patrol managed to drop the lion about 5 yards from the point man, who literally needed to change underwear. My friend wore a large lion's claw on a necklace around his neck.
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