I have two cats
Well normally when my cats hunt stuff they eat it and maybe leave the back legs somewhere around for me to step on, barefoot, and squelch-squirt blood up the wall.

But on one occasion, the dopier cat dropped the live mouse at my feet and ran indoors for her biscuits. I looked down to see a rodent scrabbling with its forelegs as its hindquarters tumbled over and around, limp and useless. Not a chance, small mouse.

So I got my wooden “Slag Basher” mallet (labelled by drunk teenage boys many years ago), wrapped it in a plastic bag, and dispatched the creature with a mighty thump that flattened it. A quick inversion of the bag left me with a tidy bag of squished mouse, and a clean mallet. Slag Basher wins again.
( sleepybinky, Fri 23 Dec 2011, 9:59, 2 replies)

bag slasher.

( janet aylia y'all motherfuckers need jesus, Fri 23 Dec 2011, 10:35, closed)

Reading this has given me a THUNDERING ERECTION.

( BraynDedd Natasha Kaplinsky's labia majora, Fri 23 Dec 2011, 18:23, closed)