So I murdered a frog...

I run over a cat at 75mph. Stupid animal jumped out in front of a car. And I killed a small bird two months ago. Why do birds fly in front of cars on purpose?
 


efeezy said:
I was probably the only kid who never liked killing animals with my BB gun growing up. I knew my parents would kick my ass if they caught me blowing away birds and squirrels, so I rarely shot any animals.

One time however, there was a crow sitting on a tall tree a couple houses down. Probably a good 500 feet away. I had a C02 Crossman pellet rifle with a good scope. I took that bird out with one shot one kill, in high winds. Probably only a couple kids in the entire world could have made that shot. I didn't feel bad really, because it was such a tough shot, and that gave the bird a fighting chance, at least in my mind.
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my brother and i would play 'sniper' on the roof with our bb guns... we were going for bigger game tho - the punk kid living down the street who we'd tag every time he rode his bike by our house!
 
Something more developed such as a dog or cat I would have feelings for. These animals have a much better understanding of the world, and have feelings. Basically anything that cries would make me feel bad.

And at the end of the day, 95% of the animals would have no problem killing a human and eating it for dinner, so i guess you can always look at it that way too. And of course, these animals dont give a shit about eachother, and the fact that many of them WILL die unless they kill another animal for food, defines survival of the fittest to the max :)
 
I am strongly against animal cruelty/abuse, but I am totally for a good steak dinner.

Also, in a lot of these stories people have mentioned "When I was a kid..." to preface it. Well, kids will be kids. We've all done things to smaller animals when we were kids. I think it's something kids do innately to learn their place in the food chain. It's almost like an understanding with the Earth. (K, putting down the weed now).
 
Unarmed Gunman said:
I killed my 70 lb. pit bull with my bare hands (Stalin was his name, because he was a badass).
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Seems a very Tony Soprano-ish thing to do, no?

In movies, we've seen a million choking scenes. Usually camera pans up at the 'choker' as they suddenly realize "What the fuck am I doing? I need to stop!" then pans down to the 'chokee' who is thinking "Yes, you do, thank you".

Where was the cameraman during your scene? :-)
 
I ran over a cat that darted out onto the road, I felt nothing. He shouldn't have ran out there, I was going to fast to try and swerve. If it were a dog I would have been really upset.
 
Roundabout said:
Seems a very Tony Soprano-ish thing to do, no?

In movies, we've seen a million choking scenes. Usually camera pans up at the 'choker' as they suddenly realize "What the fuck am I doing? I need to stop!" then pans down to the 'chokee' who is thinking "Yes, you do, thank you".

Where was the cameraman during your scene? :-)
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It's fucked up on many different levels, but I don't want to go into details about the process because it didn't happen quickly like in the movies.
 
I was driving my friends to a Jerry Garcia concert some years back when a black raven smashed into my car and well.... I had a rough night. I tossed my cookies during the show and some guy wiped out on it. I think it was bad karma that got me sick...not the combination of whatever the hell I was drinking / smoking at the time.
 
Roundabout said:
Was cutting the lawn, and this enormous bullfrog somehow leaped into the path of the Skagg. To those who are unfamiliar with Skagg mowers, they have 4 rotating blades, and are nasty.

Anyway, the frog leaped into my path, and I raised the mower with all my strength in an attempt to save it.. but it jumped up into the blades.

I literally saw it get ripped in half. The head went off to my right, and its hindlegs landed right at my feet, where they twitched like mad.

I continued mowing, upset, and when I went back along the path, looked over, the legs were still twitching. About 3-4 paths alongside it later, they finally stopped.

For some reason my killing this stupid creature has bothered me for the rest of the day. And it got me to thinking... when one cuts the lawn, one is probably killing thousands upon thousands of bugs, crickets, god knows what.

So I fried up the legs in a skillet and damn, them's good eatin!

On a more serious note, has anybody ever accidentally killed an animal and felt guilt? How about over something small like a spider or ant? Has anybody ever accidentally killed another human being? (please leave Popeye references out of this)
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That's quite a jump in your question from "lesser" creatures to human beings. I haven't even read the rest of your thread yet, but I can see why it's gotten quite a response.

Personally: We really try to live and let live in this family. We use the tupperware to get the bugs out of the house, when possible. We have Charlotte the giant garden spider living on the outside of our living room window (see erect's impaler thread for pics) but the roaches still pretty much get it. I guess I haven't found my complete zen state yet :-(

As for humans, my husband was driving his truck when he was a teenager and while he wasn't under any chemical influence (thank goodness) he was under the influence of being a stupid teenager. They were joyriding and flying over the hills of a dirt road at high speeds at night when they smashed into a stalled car in the middle of the road. He killed a grandmother and a child of about 9. The courts decided it was no fault (something about the fact that that the people had stayed in the car for a while in the middle of the road at night) but it took him a while to get past it. Lots and Lots of therapy.
 
Unarmed Gunman said:
I killed my 70 lb. pit bull with my bare hands (Stalin was his name, because he was a badass). He was our pet for 8 years, and was a good dog. A couple of years earlier, he bit me while I was wrestling with my son who was 7 at the time. Must've taken it as a sign of aggression and was just protecting him on instinct but I got about 12 stitches in my arm and still have a nasty scar. I took the dog to animal control but eventually relented after hours, and hours...and hours of tears and shit from my girl. She went back and they released the dog to her. Cats have nine lives, but dogs only have two because a couple of years later he bit me again - this time while I was giving my infant daughter a kiss on the forehead. Fucker came out of nowhere and tagged me right in the ear. I took him out in the backyard and choked him out. Let me tell you, choking a strong ass pit bull to death with your bare hands is a lot harder than it sounds. Physically, it was exhausting, but I have to admit that emotionally it took a toll on me being our pet and all. That was two years ago and it still bothers me sometimes because I know both times he thought he was only protecting the kids.
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jesus. fucking. christ.
 
I was driving along in my car with my (then) wife. She had this major fear of pigeons. We saw a big group of them up ahead eating something in the middle of the road. I said 'hasta la vista' and put my foot down thinking I would just scare them and they would all fly out of the way. They must of been enjoying their chow because none of them moved and I plowed right through the fuckers. There was a lot of crunching sounds and I saw feathers flying everywhere in the rear view mirror. This was my wife's worst nightmare and she started screaming. I also noticed that there were a couple of taxi drivers standing there looking at me as I drove away.
 
When I was a kid like 12 or 14 years old I used to stab frogs with the stick and then throw them away. I think I did that just to show off to friends who were with me back then. It was fun back then I suppose. Now I am thinking what the fuck I was doing ...
 
My sister was driving a couple months ago and found this when she got back home.

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Yes, that is a bug eating a frog.

The funny thing was, it was gone in the morning, but it wouldn't let me pull it out. I thought it was dead until it moved when I tried.
 
Maybe the frog was like this:
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In which case, well done. You stopped frog-hitler.

kingfish said:
Nah that's not murder.

That's involuntary frogslaughter.
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Brilliant. :D

Unarmed Gunman said:
I killed my 70 lb. pit bull with my bare hands (Stalin was his name, because he was a badass). He was our pet for 8 years, and was a good dog. A couple of years earlier, he bit me while I was wrestling with my son who was 7 at the time. Must've taken it as a sign of aggression and was just protecting him on instinct but I got about 12 stitches in my arm and still have a nasty scar. I took the dog to animal control but eventually relented after hours, and hours...and hours of tears and shit from my girl. She went back and they released the dog to her. Cats have nine lives, but dogs only have two because a couple of years later he bit me again - this time while I was giving my infant daughter a kiss on the forehead. Fucker came out of nowhere and tagged me right in the ear. I took him out in the backyard and choked him out. Let me tell you, choking a strong ass pit bull to death with your bare hands is a lot harder than it sounds. Physically, it was exhausting, but I have to admit that emotionally it took a toll on me being our pet and all. That was two years ago and it still bothers me sometimes because I know both times he thought he was only protecting the kids.
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Shit. Out of interest, why didn't you break its neck? Wouldn't that have been easier?

Gooddeal said:
Drive and ran over 2 rabbits.

Caught some stingrays, cut them flaps and tails alive, throw the bodies and tails back into the water. Very often some random girls at the jetty are extremely annoying when we tried to cut them, asked question like this "what did they ever do to you?". Fuck off and don't eat fish then.

Caught some small fishes and squids, let them die on the ground.

I'm so guilty now.
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You are fucked up.
Gooddeal said:
As for the rabbits, they jumped out and I couldn't stop in time. We let go of any fishes that is not in legal type and size. Stingrays? Catch fish and eat them, how's that douchebag things to do? Fuck that. We aren't eating the body, so throw the bodies back into the water and small fish could feed on them.
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But cutting them up while they're alive?
 
NightG said:
When I was in elementary school, a bunch of kids were torturing a frog, and they eventually threw it as hard as they could and it landed on some pavement. I kind of pretended to enjoy it too but once they left I approached the frog, and it was somehow still alive but obviously in really bad shape. I found like a little cave maybe 3-4 inches wide/deep in a dirt ditch and I put him in there and put a rock in front of it. I didn't quite understand that I was burying it alive, but when I got home I still felt like I did something wrong. So I tried to go back and find it, but couldn't. Hopefully it's because it got free. Still has an emotional effect when I think about it.
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No good deed goes unnoticed. :bowdown:
 
turbolapp said:
As for humans, my husband was driving his truck when he was a teenager and while he wasn't under any chemical influence (thank goodness) he was under the influence of being a stupid teenager. They were joyriding and flying over the hills of a dirt road at high speeds at night when they smashed into a stalled car in the middle of the road. He killed a grandmother and a child of about 9. The courts decided it was no fault (something about the fact that that the people had stayed in the car for a while in the middle of the road at night) but it took him a while to get past it. Lots and Lots of therapy.
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Jesus... that's crazy
 
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