Yes but still, they all require pliers.
Swerve and crash into the giant squid; their pulpy bodies are much better at absorbing the impact.
My SIL recently died. She had six cats. Three of them patently unadoptable. There was a mix of opinions regarding what to do with them. Her son would have put them all down if we didn’t come up with alternate plans (as would my other SIL). Yet another SIL (who is bordering on PETA-minded) found a shelter for four of them. One (possibly two…but it’s a stretch) could possibly find homes, but the other two would be better off dead than living with dozens of other cats (these cats HATE cats) for the rest of their days. How much happiness will they find living in a new, threatening environment (or forever caged due to their antisocial behavior)? If it was up to me, I’d have put at least three of them down.
The two really good ones got picked up by the niece’s boyfriend (wooHOO!).
The moral to my story is that life isn’t automatically better than death for all animals, (and human life always trumps animal life when it comes to choosing one over the other in a life-or-death situation).
What if it’s a cat that looks like Hitler?
On a more serious note, I once overheard a guy talking about how he was going to sue the person who shot his pet pit bull while it was attacking a child. Guy was all pissed that his dog was blinded in one eye. Apparently he didn’t give a shit about the child.
Actually, I agree. It was clearly a matter of pure luck that it was a dog rather than a baby – your dad isn’t one bit less evil because a dog rather than a baby happened to be the first thing in reach, and wouldn’t have been one bit more evil if the external circumstances had happened to be such that it was a baby he picked up and threw down off the porch.
(Given your description of his temperment, I reject any “but he wouldn’t have done it if it had been a baby” claim out of hand.)
Curses! :mad:
:: drags Der Trihs into the shadows ::
:: unpleasant gristly sounds ::
:: slithers away ::
I can see the black and white Discovery Channel clip now:
“Here Blondi! Good Boy! Here’s a Treat. Now play dead. Good Boy!” :eek:
PS- swerve to miss, swerve to hit. Somewhere there’s a Driver’s Ed teacher who just soiled his Depends. Don’t any of these PETA people use the damn brake…!?
Ahh… but, see, you can’t brake because the brake lines have been cut by Adolf von Pooch.
It is true that I dont know if she actually belongs to PETA or not. Shes just such an animal loving, veggie eating, child running over, girl I just figured she was.
I realize SkipMagic wasn’t the first, and probably not the last to throw out a funny, yet still horrible, pun, but I couldn’t quote them all so I just picked his. And while I know this is the PIT, at what point do we as humans draw the line here? Must we all drown in blood from verbal killing going on here? Have none of you shame? It just no gouda, and we should all stop.
Wow. I used to think that Hitler was kind of a cool dude. Now I’m suspecting that he may have been sort of a jerk.
Seriously, though. Kitty concentration camps just make me sad. As well as all of the other horrors, imagine the overcrowding. They must have been stacked up, like, two to a sofa.
#23 - Duct tape and a belt sander.
Hey! I’ve got one of those! http://new.photos.yahoo.com/karlen1956/photo/294928803221044465/133
OK, but what if there’s an open beaker of the magic Hitler chemical on the parcel shelf? Swerving isn’t an option.
What’s up with that? All I saw was a bunch of cats that look like Charlie Chaplin.
I thought they were slug-balancing.
Maybe they are all “cats-that-look-like-Charlie-Chaplin-dressed-like-the-The-Great-Dictator” cats :dubious:
So what you are implyiing is that in the split second when we have to decide between the porpoise riding the horse, the child that could grow up to cure cancer and the Doggy Hitler we have the further complication that the dog may look like Hitler but actually be Doggy Charlie Chaplin, thus reducing considerably the evilness factor?
Oh, I don’t know about that. I consider Chaplin right up there with Mao on the Total Evilness Scale.
Duh. Man, how many times to I have to explain it?
Since 1973, I swear.
There’s only one proper way. NOT FOR THE SQUEAMISH!!! I’M NOT KIDDING HERE!
http://biology.clc.uc.edu/fankhauser/Labs/Anatomy_&_Physiology/A&P201/Cat_Skinning/Cat_Skinning.htm