Accidental animal cruelty
I once invented a brilliant game - I'd sit at the top of the stairs and throw cat biscuits to the bottom. My cat would eat them, then I'd shake the box, and he would run up the stairs for more biscuits. Then - of course - I'd throw a biscuit back down to the bottom. I kept this going for about half an hour, amused at my little game, and all was fine until the cat vomited. I felt absolutely dreadful.
Have you accidentally been cruel to an animal?
This question has been revived from way, way, way back on the b3ta messageboard when it was all fields round here.
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 11:13)
I once invented a brilliant game - I'd sit at the top of the stairs and throw cat biscuits to the bottom. My cat would eat them, then I'd shake the box, and he would run up the stairs for more biscuits. Then - of course - I'd throw a biscuit back down to the bottom. I kept this going for about half an hour, amused at my little game, and all was fine until the cat vomited. I felt absolutely dreadful.
Have you accidentally been cruel to an animal?
This question has been revived from way, way, way back on the b3ta messageboard when it was all fields round here.
( , Thu 6 Dec 2007, 11:13)
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The most disgusting sensation...
When I was but a feckless student, our house- like many other student residences- had an infestation of slugs. Dirty little bleeders would get everywhere, given half a chance, and the number of them decimated by insidious salt traps never seemed to dissuade them. Must be the lack of a cerebral cortex.
Anyway. One evening I had gone to the back door to enjoy a delicious cigarette, and as I was planning on smoking it on the doorstep, hadn't bothered with shoes.
More fool me.
Have you ever stood on a slump, juicy slug with just your socks on? It's the most disgusting sensation I've ever experienced. All its sluggy viscera ended up soaking through my socks and between my toes. Now i always put my shoes on when going for a tab.
Fuck the cruelty to animals- I got more than my deserts for killing that slug.
( , Thu 13 Dec 2007, 13:01, 4 replies)
When I was but a feckless student, our house- like many other student residences- had an infestation of slugs. Dirty little bleeders would get everywhere, given half a chance, and the number of them decimated by insidious salt traps never seemed to dissuade them. Must be the lack of a cerebral cortex.
Anyway. One evening I had gone to the back door to enjoy a delicious cigarette, and as I was planning on smoking it on the doorstep, hadn't bothered with shoes.
More fool me.
Have you ever stood on a slump, juicy slug with just your socks on? It's the most disgusting sensation I've ever experienced. All its sluggy viscera ended up soaking through my socks and between my toes. Now i always put my shoes on when going for a tab.
Fuck the cruelty to animals- I got more than my deserts for killing that slug.
( , Thu 13 Dec 2007, 13:01, 4 replies)
Through socks?
Wimp. I've done it barefoot before. It was absolutely HORRID.
( , Thu 13 Dec 2007, 13:05, closed)
Wimp. I've done it barefoot before. It was absolutely HORRID.
( , Thu 13 Dec 2007, 13:05, closed)
thats nothing
i was naked in the shed and i fell down and sat on a slug! and it went up my pooper! and i had to go to A&E to get it out. the Doc got it out by putting salt on his cock and then he rammed me! no lie!
( , Thu 13 Dec 2007, 13:11, closed)
i was naked in the shed and i fell down and sat on a slug! and it went up my pooper! and i had to go to A&E to get it out. the Doc got it out by putting salt on his cock and then he rammed me! no lie!
( , Thu 13 Dec 2007, 13:11, closed)
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yeah I've done it minus socks and it's absolutely fucking disgusting
( , Thu 13 Dec 2007, 13:23, closed)
yeah I've done it minus socks and it's absolutely fucking disgusting
( , Thu 13 Dec 2007, 13:23, closed)
I was once woken up as a child at about 7:00am
by my mother screaming, she'd gone to put her boots on, only overnight a slug had decided either the smell or leftover warmth was a nice place to be and had taken residence in it.
My sisters and I went downstairs to find her sat on the couch, foot and leg extended, squirming at the slug squashed between her big toe and the two toes next to it.
Nice...
( , Thu 13 Dec 2007, 13:26, closed)
by my mother screaming, she'd gone to put her boots on, only overnight a slug had decided either the smell or leftover warmth was a nice place to be and had taken residence in it.
My sisters and I went downstairs to find her sat on the couch, foot and leg extended, squirming at the slug squashed between her big toe and the two toes next to it.
Nice...
( , Thu 13 Dec 2007, 13:26, closed)
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