*stops at the caption frogs being eaten alive*
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Cerebus Sticky! Sticky! Stick! Stick!, Tue 31 Jul 2012, 13:55,
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You missed the best part... the bit where the frog gets eaten alive
(, Tue 31 Jul 2012, 14:05, Reply)
As a confirmed carnivore
This is just fucking horrible and unnecessary. What kind of person wants to see their meal writhing and looking back up at them? It requires a pathological lack of empathy.
Not good. Not good at all.
(, Tue 31 Jul 2012, 14:22, Reply)
you do realise that we are one of the very, very few large animals that don't do this every time they eat, right?
it's food, that's all, just food, and being eaten alive by us is no worse than being eaten alive by any of its other predators.
(, Tue 31 Jul 2012, 15:04, Reply)
The fundamental difference is that 'we' have cognisance, and can actively choose not to inflict unnecessary suffering.
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Tab Hunter Make this useless process end and so, begin again, Tue 31 Jul 2012, 15:14,
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doesn't make any difference to the frog
he's just there being eaten alive by a predator, like all his mates in the wild will be. Could be worse, he could have been caught by a cat.
(, Tue 31 Jul 2012, 15:17, Reply)
I believe myself to be better than an animal.
I tend not to mark my territory with excrement and don't propagate with rape.
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Cerebus Sticky! Sticky! Stick! Stick!, Tue 31 Jul 2012, 15:24,
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Cats believe themselves to be better than you
who's to say who's right?
(, Tue 31 Jul 2012, 15:28, Reply)
The one of us that can open a tin can.
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Cerebus Sticky! Sticky! Stick! Stick!, Tue 31 Jul 2012, 15:30,
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The fact that you're able to muse on the morality of "right" suggests I am.
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Tab Hunter Make this useless process end and so, begin again, Tue 31 Jul 2012, 15:30,
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I'm with you on it being disgusting, but I think Mr. PollyWog was dead the second that huge knife severed it's backbone.
All we're seeing is residual nerve firings.
Still, bleeeeuurrgghh.
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BrokenCoccyx doesn't mind if you grope on, Tue 31 Jul 2012, 15:21,
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I'd hardly call chopped up into cubes alive.
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The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Tue 31 Jul 2012, 15:18,
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That was probably the most challenging masturbation session I've ever attempted.
(, Tue 31 Jul 2012, 15:24, Reply)
Try it with your hands tied behind your back then!
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mr.dogshit The world's premier anthropomorphic canine faeces, Tue 31 Jul 2012, 15:34,
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Hosted by Kriss Akabusi
AWOOGA!
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mr.dogshit The world's premier anthropomorphic canine faeces, Tue 31 Jul 2012, 15:54,
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You made me do it!
Akabusi was uncomfortable unless he was wearing a pair of dungerees or stark bollock naked so he walked into the Jimmy Savile Row tailors with trepidation. He needed a new suit for a Tanni Gray Thompson testimonial he was speaking at.
"If you could slip out of your dungerees, Mr Akabluisi" entoned the fay tailor. "It's Akabusi" said Akabusi as his laugh filled the cluttered shop like an arsehole on creampie.com.
Kriss let the straps of his denim dungerees snap and the fabric rushed passed his polished espresso chassis leaving him standing naked. The rarefied air of the tailors brushed against his black and curlies like a fart in a tanga brief and for a moment he felt like a black Messiah.
"Miss. Portensa will measure you up" said the tailor as he disappeared out back for a tug and a weep.
Portensa strolled into the room and immediately Akabusi felt a twinge in his king size plonker. She was wearing a little black dress which he knew concealed a fantastic pair of tits and almost certainly a clunge so tight it shopped at Poundland.
"Just relax, Mr Abakuski, while I measure your inside leg" she said with a French accent richer than a Guinness sh*t. As Kriss felt the cold metal of the tape measure climb up his leg, he could feel his black boa fill with blood quicker than tampon on the first day.
Before he knew Miss Portensa was handling his growing concern like Pat Jennings. She pulled apart her dress to expose her smooth white skin, epic bristols and a fanny more hairy than Richard Keyes back.
He ploughed into her like a tighthead forward and plunged his now diamond hard cock into her like he was staking Dracula. Within hours it was over, Miss Portensa a useless pile of tit, minge and spunk and Akabusi panting and sweating like a multiple rapist.
Akabusi rolled up his mickey and pulled on his dungerees. "What about the suit Mr Abakusi?" breathed Portensa.
"f**k it. I'll wear me dungerees. It's only Tanni f**king Thompson" roared Akabusi as he bent down over her bloodless torso, whisphered "Awooga" in her ear and patted her on the fanny.
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skeltonator Needs some new daps., Tue 31 Jul 2012, 17:22,
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Hahahaha!
I think I love you.
"Clunge so tight it shopped at poundland" pfft...
(, Tue 31 Jul 2012, 19:13, Reply)
