legs. Waiting to the side was a some brave (or nutty) kid who climbed on the bull while he was on the ground flat. The cowboys then released the animal who quickly rose and promptly bucked off the young cowboy. No one was hurt, the bull returned to his herd mates and the young man spit the dirt out of his mouth.
And I got some great pictures!
See that man shoveling day after day, digging, then concealing, his man-trap down that lonely stretch of road? Go back and look again—you'll see him in it headfirst, legs waving in the breeze. That's what happens: mischief backfires; violence boomerangs.