Wildlife torture

You people are sadistic! LOL

I can't really talk though - my thing has always been spiders. I detest them. The best example I can think of was a run-in that I once had as a kid with a black widow. I was helping my cousin and uncle move a stack of bricks from the backyard that had been there for a number of years. I picked up a random brick and turned it over only to discover an angry and very large black widow spider (I'd destroyed its nest) skittering right towards my hand and rearing back to bite it. Without thinking I let out the loudest little girl scream I've ever let out in my life and lobbed the brick right with the spider still on it directly at a brick wall.

What you need to understand is that I am the most uncoordinated motherfucker in all creation. Yet somehow I'd managed to throw the brick at the exact angle necessary to crush it against the wall and grind it into a huge glob of slimy green paste. The impact was so forceful and right on target that I managed to put a tiny stain on the wall where the widow got squished and a dent/chip in the wall itself.

I'm not sure if it was adrenaline or not, but that's probably the only way I'll ever repeat a feat like that. To this day I check every rock I pick up near the house or ground for spiders just out of habit.

Jam it back in, in the dark.

Hey Gameguardian. I have two dogs named Duke and Duchess



Aren't they cute?

When I get home in the evenings, I like to mess with them by playing fetch! But I don't use sissy ol' tennis balls. OH NOOOOOOOOOOO. That's for pussies. See - I like lobbing big old solid-as-a-rock pool balls at them! There's at least 2 in the backyard for whatever strange reason. It's really fun to watch them yelp in terror as a several hard-as-a-rock stones crack over thier little alien doggy heads like tiny boulders making love.

You see Game Guardian....

IT GIVES ME A THRILL....

IT GIVES ME A REASON TO LIVE....

**licks lips, rolls eyes around like a demon and cackles madly**

There's nowhere I can't reach.

That's utterly disgusting is what it is. There was a story here on the news a while back of this lady who kept something like 28 cats locked up in a pen in her backyard. She claimed she was saving strays off the streets, but the conditions that the cats lived in were horrible. It was littered with cat bodies and the other cats (some with multiple diseases and infections) were walking among them living in their own feces while this lady would blissfully dump bags upon bags of kitty chow to them everyday as if nothing was wrong and that was perfectly fine.

I remember watching the news that day and this lady was bawling and in tears because she didn't understand why animal control was being mean to her and taking her babies away.

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.