This thread’s probably better suited to another forum. MPSIMS it is.
samclem GQ moderator
How dare you move the thread! I could kill you with my bare hands!
Hahaha, nice one pravnik.
If he didn’t attend to his injuries, or probably even if he did, there should be signs of scars on his hands and arms. Our cat scratched me on the hand when I was six, and I still have a slight scar now, 43 years on.
I slew a mouse.
I wear the pelt around my shoulders, as Hercules did the lion’s.
Just kidding.
I bet you could choke a chicken. 
How to Kill a Mouse with Your Hands
- Hold mouse’s head down on soild, flat surface using the pointer finger and thumb of your non-dominate hand.
- Firmly hold the mouse’s tail, close to the base, with your dominate hand.
- Sharply pull up on the tail.
There should be a crack of the spine breaking. If you don’t do this properly, Mouse_Maven will stomp a new mudhole in your ass and forbid you from euthanasia.
I thought you just pick them up and whack their brains out on a convenient edge. 
Or maybe that’s just what the farm folk do.
I killed a rabbit as a small child. Folks, don’t give your small children rabbits as pets. It isn’t kind to the child or the bunny.
I was glad to read the story about your dad and the cat, Eleusis. I have long believed that a liddle widdle puddy tat would do serious damage to a human if sufficiently motivated. Those little bastards can be damaging you in five places at once, and they can bend like pretzels and squirm practically out of their skins.
Just remember, when a pissed off cat is jumping at you to attack, five of his six ends are sharp and pointy.
*courtesy of Bill Waterson
I want to chime in and say that you could probably throw a kitten into the next county.
That’s gotta count for something. What if you take on a lion cub. I still think you get lion points, albeit not full lion points. You can still say you stomped out a wild lion some day.
You need to ignore the advice about killing a raccoon bare handed. You can’t do it. Period.
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You can’t throw a cat/kitten anywhere without dislodging large portions of your skin wrapped around its claws.
Besides, you are supposed to kick a cat field goal style. Punting is right out.
Even if you use the convenient holder known as a “tail”?
I can’t say I’ve ever picked a cat up by its tail, but I wouldn’t be particularly surprised if it flipped itself around ninja-kitty style like a possessed nunchuck and took the skin off your arm.
That’s why you’ve gotta use centrifugal force to your benefit.
Man is a versatile beast… Kill just one animal with your bare hand(s)?
I’ve heard of men that could choke the chicken, flog the dolphin, kill a kitten, pop their weasel, rape the racoon, spank the monkey AND squish the squid while at the same time feed the ducks, milk the lizard, pat the porpoise and polish the one-eyed gopher with one flick of the wrist…
I must admit, this also works wonders for poisonous snakes.
In my youth, I’d often see a snake tail darting under the brush, grab it (catching snakes was fun), and swing it around and around until I could safely ID it. As far as killing it, yeah, that’s easy too, at that point, just whack it against a tree or three, until it’s listless, then step on it’s head and pull really hard.
When they’re coiled up, pissed off, and hissing at you, that’s a different story. Hint: big fucking log.
Interesting. I turned off a few mice caught in traps by holding 'em down by the tail (the other end was already held down, but not always cleanly, hence the human(e) intervention) and whacking 'em across the back of the neck with the edge of my hand, hard.
I found a pheasant that had been maimed by a car, got off my mo’bike and took it by the neck in my gauntleted hands, and wrung it out like a wet chamois leather, as suddenly and ruthlessly as possible. Seemed to do the trick.
I wouldn’t throw a cat, I’d smoosh it between 270+ pounds of Malacandra and the nearest available planet. If it got up after that I’d start to worry. 
Yeah, stepping on them works, too.
edit: especially, if you find them alive and suffering in a traditional mousetrap, just put it mouse-side-down, and step on it.
Reminds me of a book I read once called Living Off The Land which did what it said on the tin, “the land” in question being the Australian outback. One handy tip was how to get a small drink of water from a hibernating (actually, this must be missing a perfect opportunity to say estivating) frog by digging into the baked mud at the bottom of a dried-up stream. The author recommended you did the decent thing by the poor amphibian, once you’d burped a spoonful of water out of it, by stamping on it - this being kinder than letting the heat and the ants do for it, which would be a poor thanks for having maybe saved your life.
He added that anyone who would rather go thirsty than drink water that had been in a frog’s guts had better wait until he was really dried-up before making the decision.