Death Inc

In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University .
On  a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant  standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully.
He  got down on one knee, inspected the elephants foot, and found a large  piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he  could, Peter worked the wood out with his knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the  man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for  several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else  but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned,  and walked away. Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of  that day.
Twenty  years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his  teenage son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the  creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son  Cameron were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Peter,  lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant  did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring  at the man.
Remembering  the encounter in 1986, Peter could not help wondering if this was the same elephant. Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the  railing, and made his way down into the enclosure. He walked right up to  the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted again,  wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs and slammed him against  the railing, killing him instantly.
 
Probably  wasn't the same fucking elephant.

This is for  everyone who sends me those heart-warming bullshit stories.