Seeing bad-advice's post below
I've also got some shameful shit to admit to.

I was out in the hills and glens and came across a little fwuffy bunny wabbit. But it was strangely subdued, because of course most flee within a flash.

So the natural reaction was to stamp the stupid little bastard to the earth. I squished and squoshed like a kid jumping in a puddle. But upon closer inspection there were babies in there as well! I'm going to hell.

But I was addicted - I started progressing to bigger and more exotic animals. There's a huge Llama farm out in the sticks, and being a keen walker I used to dip in and out the grounds. It also acted as a sanctuary to other exotic animals, like Alpacas, Capybaras, Ostriches, etc. One night, I found a box of adders and stamped those little cunt-faces to mush before they had a chance to poison the local wildlife.

The night where I went too far - last winter I was stalking through the lands of the farm, and came across a shed. I skipped a fence and jumped over one of those crazy farm doors that are in half? You know the ones. Upon entering the room all I could make out was a high pitched clucking and tiny beady eyes. Somehow I recall a scythe being in my hands and I was swinging violently. I was scared and the noise was just incredible but at the same time it was cathartic, thrilling. I think they were some kind of large bird type creatures.

Once the noise stopped I ran for dear life, I was soaking with blood or something and waded through a freezing brook to clean myself. I was so tired when I got home I fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, showered and had my breakfast, I wandered into town to do my shopping. But when I popped into the Co-op for my lottery ticket a newspaper headline caught my eye. UNKNOWN EMU MESS.
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Tue 19 Jan 2010, 16:41, 1 reply)

so bad I laughed

(wobbler, Tue 19 Jan 2010, 19:44, closed)