CouchCommando said:
When I was 12 I confronted a gang of 5 drunk teenagers who were pouring diesel fuel all over my fathers machine shed and trying to light it up, with my dog and a bb rifle, and ordered them off my parents property. Was lucky not one of those dickwits called my bluff.
sorry man, but that made me laugh at first I thought they were using the dog and a bb gun to get a spark...
yes sorry, I am not that smart!
OT: when I was 3 or 4 or something, I saw a bird eat a smaller bird, and the mother bird was watching...
somehow that still feels worse then knowing thousands of people are being tortured and killed all the time...