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| Jeff Button |
I throw baseballs at raccoons sleeping in trees. Sometimes rocks.
Does this make me inhumane?
They steal from my garbage cans. |
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| loca |
This thread has made my day :stongue:
Talk about getting ones panties in a bunch :stongue: :stongue: :stongue: |
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| EvilTree |
| I think I'm going to throw some rocks at Canada geese that craps on my school lawn. I can get to about 2 feet away from them, and from that distance, even I cannot miss. |
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| zoogla |
Might be wrong here but I thought k@tie was joking...one of the most sarcastic people I know! LOL.
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| loca |
| quote: | Originally posted by EvilTree
I think I'm going to throw some rocks at Canada geese that craps on my school lawn. I can get to about 2 feet away from them, and from that distance, even I cannot miss. |
Would you kill one for me? I've been meaning to have stuffed Canadian goose for xmas. |
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| EvilTree |
| quote: | Originally posted by loca
Would you kill one for me? I've been meaning to have stuffed Canadian goose for xmas. |
For you, I'd chase down one of the bloody buggers and strangle it myself.
Hell, I might even pluck the feathers out by beating the goose repeatly over barbed wire |
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| EvilTree |
| quote: | Originally posted by fayraree
Might be wrong here but I thought k@tie was joking...one of the most sarcastic people I know! LOL.
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if she is... she sure had me going :thepirate |
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| Jeff Button |
| quote: | Originally posted by EvilTree
I think I'm going to throw some rocks at Canada geese that craps on my school lawn. I can get to about 2 feet away from them, and from that distance, even I cannot miss. |
In grade five, me and the kids I used to walk home from school with would throw rocks at these seagulls in the park every day. We never once hit them - thought it was pretty much impossible... until that horrific day in June.
I can recall it vividly as if it were last week. It was just like every day at 3:15. Me and the gang were on our way home, and as we were walking I discovered 'the perfect rock'. The perfect rock was smooth, but narrow... an ideal 'skipper' rock you might say. It's curve molded my dainty 10 year old hand as if it were once part of it. I took this rock, cocked my arm in a side armed delivery ala Dennis Eckersely, and launched the rock towards the gaggle of gulls.....
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" screamed the children in amazement. I made contact. Actually, I clipped the wing right off of the seagull and it was hanging by literally a tendon. There was then a loud shreak of screaming all of the sudden. Just beyond the scene of the crime, it turns out there were about a fifty or so 3 and 4 year old children in the park for a school outing. We all ran for our lives, and left the dewingatated seagull for dead - while screaming out 'DAMN YOU MATT SIMSER' to place the blame on a fellow student we rather disliked.
completely true story... you can't make that up right there. |
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| ChemEnhanced |
| I remember when I was a kid I use to cut the tails off rock bass and throw them back in the water.....I also use to tape fire crackers to frogs. |
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| loca |
Speaking of seagulls, i've been meaning to test out the "exploding seagull" theory. Anyone know a place where i can find a crap load of them?
*edit*
Yohan, a plucked goose would make my xmas perfect. Thank you! |
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| zoogla |
| quote: | Originally posted by Jeff Button
In grade five, me and the kids I used to walk home from school with would throw rocks at these seagulls in the park every day. We never once hit them - thought it was pretty much impossible... until that horrific day in June.
I can recall it vividly as if it were last week. It was just like every day at 3:15. Me and the gang were on our way home, and as we were walking I discovered 'the perfect rock'. The perfect rock was smooth, but narrow... an ideal 'skipper' rock you might say. It's curve molded my dainty 10 year old hand as if it were once part of it. I took this rock, cocked my arm in a side armed delivery ala Dennis Eckersely, and launched the rock towards the gaggle of gulls.....
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" screamed the children in amazement. I made contact. Actually, I clipped the wing right off of the seagull and it was hanging by literally a tendon. There was then a loud shreak of screaming all of the sudden. Just beyond the scene of the crime, it turns out there were about a fifty or so 3 and 4 year old children in the park for a school outing. We all ran for our lives, and left the decapitated seagull for dead - while screaming out 'DAMN YOU MATT SIMSER' to place the blame on a fellow student we rather disliked.
completely true story... you can't make that up right there. |
I'm calling your bluff. How do you decapitate a seagull by cutting off its wing? ;)
ps. I used to feed broken glass to babies when I was little. Is that bad? :conf: |
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| loca |
| quote: | Originally posted by fayraree
I'm calling your bluff. How do you decapitate a seagull by cutting off its wing? ;) |
Maybe he meant dewingatated? |
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