i accidently killed a frog to day, i ran over it with my lawn mower and mamed it and had t put it out of its misery and now i feel sorry for it nd im sad, its the first real thing i killed(i dont count bugs they suck)
i ran over my first animal a couple weeks ago (it was a chipmunk) i was picking my friend up to go fishing and i hit it, and seen its little body lying in the middle of the road and i started crying haha i'm such a baby. i called my friend crying and told her i couldn't pick her up. she asked me why, thinking it was some emergency. then i told her i killled a chipmunk and was too sad to go fishing.. but i ended up going and getting over the chipmunks death pretty quickly.
the first animal i ran over was a cat but i was late and had to get to work that night when i got off i thought that the cat was haunting me no joke
I once saw a baby bird that was on the grass and couldn't fly so I picked up this huge rock and dropped it on it. My friend just looked at me and laughed in disbelief then shook his head and said "That was pretty fucked up man, you're crazy". I know that was a horrible thing to do and I would never do that again but I just can't make myself feel bad for it.
wtf captain, that's horrible haha.. one time when i was little, me and my friend were shooting bb guns. and there was a bird sitting in my yard and my friend shot it, and it just fell over. we walked over to it, and it was shot in the throat and its mouth was opening like it was trying to chirp, but it couldn't i was so sad, my friend had to shoot it again so it would just die.
One time I was strung the fuck out fucked up on coke and drunk and I was at this lake near my house. This duck walked up to me wanting food. I said "Fuck ducks" and bashed its skull with a rock. Ehh I saw it the next day with blood coming out its ears and eyes and shit and I felt horrible.
this thread has officially made me so sad, i can't read anything posted on here anymore.. lmao, really though.
One time my friend was driving me home and he ran over a dog and its back legs were smashed to the cement and he's front legs were scatching all around trying to move. We laughed so hard, idk why it was sick, but we were high as crap.
Yea man that thing with the duck was pretty fucked up. But maybe he was just that fucked up at the time, too...
Holy shit man, something like that would definitely turn me off weed for a while, if not the rest of my life.