I have to let you all know as a warning the incident that happened to me today of a very serious nature. After a 3 hour fully sic morning session of Kiting at KFC's (Broadwater/Loaders Creek, Labrador. QLD for the uninitiated). I had a severe munchy attack and KFC's being only within approx 200 meters walking distance from the Kiting Spot, I could not miss the urge of dropping my Kite and hightailing it to KFC's for a bit of the old Coon and Chips. I got back to the Kiting Spot with a bag of the afore mentioned contents with the aroma wafting up out of the bag borderlining on the devine. I decided to sit my arse down on the shaded park shelter and devour my meal of heavenly goodness 
where I could observe my mates still out Kiting whilst sitting there in my contentedness. I extracted the box holding the contents out of the bag ever so carefully making sure all was intact. I then opened the box and relished in the sight of the feast that was about to be indulged.
But right then with an almighty crack and crash, a mate of mine had just splattered himself into the rocky bank only 20 meters in front of me. I was immediately torn between the mate or the box. I went damn the mate looks as though he has hurt himself so unfortunatley I had to surrender to quickly dashing and rendering my mate with assistance. He was shaken and a few bad gashes to his wrist area and a massive hole right through his TT board. After that he and we managed to get him landed. Just then which all happened in less than a 2 minutes, I turned to my beloved and saw that there were 2 friggin Ibis head down in my box of KFC, I went "WHAT THE FECK!" 
and immediately went on the chase of those bloody IBIS now doing the splitto with my pieces of chewy tender morsells in their friggin beaks. After that it was game over as those IBIS then flew into near a whole heap of other Ibis that appeared out of nowhere and all ripped into and had a pigfest at my expense. The only thing I could do was let out a cry of "I hope you FECKING birds choke on your brothers, you B'stards!"
Can any of you guys and gals out there come up with some appropriate "Morals to this Story" 
Cheers form LostinSpace who Lost it Today!!! 
Don't be a Salad Dodger??
where I could observe my mates still out Kiting whilst sitting there in my contentedness. I extracted the box holding the contents out of the bag ever so carefully making sure all was intact. I then opened the box and relished in the sight of the feast that was about to be indulged. and immediately went on the chase of those bloody IBIS now doing the splitto with my pieces of chewy tender morsells in their friggin beaks. After that it was game over as those IBIS then flew into near a whole heap of other Ibis that appeared out of nowhere and all ripped into and had a pigfest at my expense. The only thing I could do was let out a cry of "I hope you FECKING birds choke on your brothers, you B'stards!"
I was in St Ives in Cornwall, Southwest England. got the biggest seagulls you've ever seen, look the same but about double the size of the ones here. i was one bite into my cornish pastie when one flew in from behind and knocked it out of my hand and gave me a clip across the ear to boot.
The wife got mugged by a seagull in kiakora, nz. the last tasty morsel of a local pie and the flying rat snaps it out of her hand.
Just be thankful no-one lost an eye.
Moral of the story:
Don't listen to the greenies spewing about kiters affecting the breeding patterns of birds, causing them to go extinct, blah, blah, blah....
Those feathery b@stards have it in for us so feel free to zoom your kite about their heads and nests anytime.
No surrender, no retreat....
I think they did you a favour, Lostinspace.
That stuff is only fit for flying rats. 
I once had an incident in Cairns involving some seagulls.
While eating some fish & chips I stupidly gave just ONE chip to ONE seagull, there was a flurry of feathers and before I knew it,
I was surrounded by backpackers! 
This is why I'm always armed to the teeth when I head out kiting. You never know what you might have to kill...
A box in the hand is worth two in the bush You could try a backpack buddy that has a taste for IBIS
Ha ha haa ha,,,,you think that was chicken in that box??????
Why do you think KFC set up there?
Endless supply of chicken,,,,ummmmm.,,,,Ibis wings/legs/breasts.
The poor Ibisés saw their relative looking all sunburnt, covered in 11 secret herbs and spices,,,,,and tried to set it free.
It's a dog eat dog world. Or is that an ibis eats, dog/ duck/ rat/ chicken / whatever world
Thanks guys, I am enjoying reading some of your imaginative comments and Pueter66 that's one sick looken puppy you have there, oh sorry, I mean one sick looken backpack buddy
four weeks straight of KFC leftovers sure hasn't hurt him. Look at that gleaming coat. I should show him!
