death, to no matter how small a creature, isn't a laughing matter to me. ever since i was a little child, i've been reluctant to kill anything. i never understood how other kids could stomp on various creatures and find it funny... sure i'll make someone kill a roach if it's in my room because i'm scared to death of them. but i still feel SOME remorse... not to put a damper on the 'hilarity' of it all, but i think there's a general lack of compassion in this stupid world.
what about the iguana? it was pretty big especially when it's mid section poofed up, after eating the beans and before keeling over...
Me and my sister got her puppy fried once. We put one of those rolling-hamster-ball things over its head like an astronauts helmet and blew smoke into it until we couldn't see the dog anymore... The dog was fuckin baked and ended up eating my socks... It was still funny though ~Joe
When we were in Costa Rica my friends rolled a fatty blunt with about a half gram of yayo in it.. previously in the night they had caught a giant tarantula and put it in a jar. They smoked up the tarantula and it OD'd and died.