I am attempting to give a roach a heart attack

if you own an animal or have ever owned an animal, even shit like this makes you a little bit sad inside.

I've had pets my entire life, all well loved and cared for. But if you have compassion for a cockroach, you're definitely a hippy.
 
You should rig up an gas grill starter to a wad of aluminum foil in the shape of a tiny chair, and superglue the fucker to it. A little fucking roach-electric-chair.
 
I just helped my father drag a dear out of the woods then watched my brother gut it. He pulled out the heart and chucked it into a field.
 
i used to tear the wings off flys and then throw them on the griddle and watch them attempt to walk around...i was like 5...now this stuff makes me sad
 
So here's the deal. If she survives, you need to drink a cocktail with the same ratio of caffeine to body weight. It's only fair.
 
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