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There were carnivorous sabre-toothed kangaroos 1000's of years ago but they were the size of a wallaby.
Kangaroos have 1 to 3 inch toenails on their big feet when annoyed they rock back on their tail and either open you up from earhole to breakfast or kick you into next week.
Think about the power of the kick, a western red boomer can get to 6 foot tall and around 90kg. Those legs can lift it up to 15 feet off the ground.
Another thing roos do is lead a predator into water pretend to be stuck and then they wait until the dog, dingo or person get close enough and then they knock them down in to the water and stand on the predator until they drown.

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The Mighty Boosh
Series: 1 Episode: 1
Bob Fossil sets up a highly illegal and shady kangaroo boxing match between the Killeroo and Howard.
After expressing his dislike for cricket through the medium of dance, Bob Fossil puts a proposition to Howard. He reveals that he has photos of Howard's freaky disfigurement and blackmails him into fighting a kangaroo.
Howard is forced to agree to the fight. Vince convinces him that by winning the fight he will impress the love of his life and Head of Reptiles, Mrs Gideon.
Wearing their "Santana tracksuits", Vince and Howard watch a couple of kangaroo videos to kickstart Howard's training. Unfortunately they only emphasise that Howard has no chance of winning the fight.
Howard needs help. Vince enlists his uncle, a bare-knuckle fighter with a very strange accent, to help with Howard's training. Cue "a training montage with music".
Howard has a long way to go before being able to "rain down the pain" as "Monsoon Moon".
Naboo the Shaman is on hand to dish out advice, and magic dust, to Vince. What will it do?
The dust gives Vince a very strange dream involving didgeridoos, masked dancers and two moons. Despite Howard's unconscious reminders of Vince's dream, he can't work out what it means. What does it all mean?
It's crunch time. The Killeroo is released from its crate and is even more scary than Bob Fossil's build-up. A punch-by-punch account of the fight is provided by Joey Moose and Bob Fossil in the commentary box.
Howard is getting a relentless pummelling from the Killeroo, but an unexpected appearance by Mrs Gideon inspires him to keep going.
A lightbulb moment occurs as Vince's dream is explained and he helps to defeat the Killeroo.
Triumphant, Howard celebrates in traditional style - by taking his vest off in front of Mrs Gideon. Big mistake...

Tinkergoth |

There were carnivorous sabre-toothed kangaroos 1000's of years ago but they were the size of a wallaby.
Kangaroos have 1 to 3 inch toenails on their big feet when annoyed they rock back on their tail and either open you up from earhole to breakfast or kick you into next week.
Think about the power of the kick, a western red boomer can get to 6 foot tall and around 90kg. Those legs can lift it up to 15 feet off the ground.
Another thing roos do is lead a predator into water pretend to be stuck and then they wait until the dog, dingo or person get close enough and then they knock them down in to the water and stand on the predator until they drown.
Yeah, you really don't want to get a kick from them. One of my cousin's got a surprise when he clambered out of his tent one morning near Pambula beach... found a pissed off full grown male standing right in front of him, who clearly didn't like his breakfast being interrupted. Kicked him straight back into the tent and broke most of his ribs.
I totally second the deliciousness thing though. You're the only other person I've spoken with who agrees about stir-frying them though. Most people I suggest that to think it'd ruin the flavour, since it does have a strong gamey flavour, but I think it's great. The roasts are amazing as well.

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We'd been hiking in Eungella Park back in Jan. of 2001 (well, trail-walking, anyway; Eungella is pretty tame) and it started to absolutely pour, so we ran over to those picnic gazebo thingies that are by the entrance. It was about time for lunch anyway, so we opened up our sandwiches and started nomming, and I felt something by my right leg. I looked down, and there was an old female 'roo who had come in out of the thunderstorm and parked herself right by the nice, warm hoominbean. We shared a smackerel of lettuce and some zen time, you know how it is when it rains.
Crazy likes 'roo-tail stew and croc sausages, but I'm not such a fan; I like venison a lot better.