New low of lows achieved by witless dolts-bunny abuse

For years I have heard Pat Drummond singing Working For The RTA which sort of affects my perspective.

I recall seeing John Malkovich being interviewed about his first experience directing. He gave as an example of the petty annoyances he was unaware of, a scene in which chickens were to have sticks of dynamite strapped to their bodies as they walked around. The animal rights people told him that that could not be allowed. Malkovich told them not to worry, the chickens would not be harmed as it was not real dynamite. “Yes,” responded the animal rights people, “But how do the chickens know this?”

No relation to the OP, it just reminded me of this great anecdote.

I’ve got to assume that Machetero is going for some lame whoosh here. If not, then ‘fucktardness’ doesn’t even come close.

Either way Machetero, my guess is you’re neither big, nor clever, so I don’t quite see why you’d post such a thing.

What you think is a good pet is irrelevant.

Exactly. They preferred a spectacular death over a humane one; those boys ain’t right.