I know two lads who once put what they thought was a dead badger into the boot of a car. During the drive home, they realised it was not only alive, but it was now concious and madder than Hell.
They only just managed to stop the car and do a runner before it tore through the back seat and trashed everything in sight.
We've all been there, if I had a penny for every time me and a friend loaded a dead badger into a car, only for it to actually be conscious and start trashing the back seat, forcing us to do a runner...