Our choice: Burned alive in a car or eaten by Lions

[Thunder Bolt]

Bit of a misleading headline - it makes it sound as if the burning car was surrounded by lions waiting for their prey to emerge like a scene from Indiana Jones.

We would all OBVIOUSLY risk the lions, rather than sitting in a burning car. I think if you had a weapon of some kind you would have a decent chance of taking one on anyway, or at the very least you could climb a tree (can lions climb trees?)

 

[drew]

I think the point is that when you are in that situation, you hope for rescue but failing that there are two options.

Having said that, when we saw this the other day, I wondered why no one drove their car right upto them and then get them to transfer to your car!!

 

[Tom Hark Preston Park]

Just goes to show the health risks associated with 'Boy, 9, Hooked On Cigarettes' smoking in a car.

 

[Nibble]

I imagine the lions were more scared than this family having a flaming metal car driven into your front room.

 

[Thunder Bolt]

I think the point is that when you are in that situation, you hope for rescue but failing that there are two options.

Having said that, when we saw this the other day, I wondered why no one drove their car right upto them and then get them to transfer to your car!!

Apparently that's what one set of rangers did, whilst the others herded the lions into another enclosure.

 

[Tom Hark Preston Park]

Where's [MENTION=27749]Footsoldier[/MENTION] and his AK-47 when you need 'em?

 

[jackanada]

I think getting burned, because if you got eaten by lions, they would probably cremate what was left and it would be like a double-whammy

though if the lions were hungry enough they would feast on your charred remains.

 

[Doc Lynam]

You'd die of the smoke before the fire gets you so your asleep anyway!

 

[Footsoldier]

Neither. I'd brake the wing mirror and cut my wrists than watch my family die.

 

[Meade's Ball]

Don't see any harm in a bit of wild cat obliteration. Or, for that matter, protecting my obviously more intelligent but grotesquely gaunt daughter by frying up my green grocer son and sharing bits of him as nosh with the slowly approaching hairy-headed pussies.