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So this happened to me today while on a Xmas eve Bushwalk.

I was 6km into a walk and decided to sit down on a rock at the crest of a hill and have a coffee while looking over the valley below, and enjoying the late afternoon sun, soon a Kangaroo comes bounding up from below, getting closer and closer, I'm thinking shit he hasn't seen me. He was about 3 meters away when he did and he craps himself, then launched at me feet first and knocked me backwards, next thing I know he was on top of me kicking and scratching. I threw him off and rolled to get away then he kicked me in the back and sent me flying, I grabbed my daypack and got it between us, which to be honest just pissed him off and he promptly ripped it out of my grasp. I managed to get to a tree a few metres away, while he’s kicking away, then we spent the next 5 minutes with him chasing me around it and me trying to keep it between us, all while he was making a cross between a growl and bark noise while doing the skippy tongue clicking. A couple of times he bounded away and I thought it was over only for him to stop and I swear I could see him thinking “nah stuff that” and he would come hurtling back for another crack at me, eventually he left with a few stops and glances back as if to say “you wants some more mate?”
Here’s the funny bit, when he was on top of me he smashed my clip belt and I was wearing my hiking pants that had lost it’s top button, but I hadn’t got around to sewing it back on, so as I'm running round the tree my pants kept falling down around my ankles and every time I tried to pull them up it gave him an opening to launch another attack, all while the Benny Hill tune was running through my head. All I could think was if he kills me how will this be explained to my family.
Anyway I survived, some long scratches on arms, legs and back, one scratch close to my left eye and three huge bruises on my chest, side and back in the shape of a kangaroos footpad. No broken bones, slight concussion and a 2km hike/limp back to car armed with a big stick, luckily I made it before the adrenaline wore off and the aches and pains showed up, I admit it was terrifying and Those claws are quite scary up close. I have a new found respect and wariness for them now.
Getting pantsed by a kangaroo was not on my Xmas list.
Still not as bad as the year I got shingles for Xmas.