Reminds me of the time I almost won the Darwin award. A girlfriend and I were saddling up some horses in her barn, but a huge "cow" was snorting and pawing around the door, not allowing us out.
My galfriend said, "Go scare that cow away."
I replied, "How do I do that?"
She looked at me as if I was stupid and said, "Go up to it and stomp, that should scare it off."
(It was after all, her livestock, and being the city slicker that I am, I figured she knew which "cows" were friendly and which were not. So I followed her instructions.) So, I naively went up to the cow and menacingly stomped my foot.
Bad mistake.
The "cow" in question was a Brahma bull, who apparently was not on the same page as we were.
I had no sensation of my feet touching the ground as I hurdled towards the safety of the barn with an enraged bull snorting at my heels.