me and my mates were sitting on our front verandah, and one of the dudes we lived with wasnt home, and was always the brunt of the jokes. I was 17, my mate was 23 and the poor dude we picked on was 30. This sunny afternoon in Greenbushes, a kangaroo jumped across our front yard and just stood there. We walked up to it, and my 23yo mate, who is quite big and strong, grabbed this roo in a headlock. It wasnt the biggest roo in the world.... probably about 4 1/2 foot tall. Fucking strong though. As I ran to get some rope so we could put a leash on it, it threw my mate off him and jumped away.... the plan was to put the roo in the 30yo dudes room and let it trash it, so when he got home and opened the door it would be a mighty pissed off animal and bound out at him... since the roo jumped away, we decided, through drunken brains, that the best thing to do now would just be to trash his room ourselves. not quite the same, but the thought was there. We turned his bed on its side, threw his chest of drawers on the ground, which managed to crush a couple of boxes.... after hearing a few glassy type things breaking, we figured that was probably enough. He wasnt too happy... though not at all surprised.