Originally posted by: Wheatmaster
Originally posted by: dighn
cute, from what i can make out of it anyway
those are some sorry ass pics! teh blurry!!! you shame us
sorry my digicam sux. can't get a new one for cheap![]()
your first pic was pretty good
Originally posted by: Wheatmaster
Originally posted by: dighn
cute, from what i can make out of it anyway
those are some sorry ass pics! teh blurry!!! you shame us
sorry my digicam sux. can't get a new one for cheap![]()
Originally posted by: sandmanwake
I had a bunny once when I was a kid. It was brown and I took pretty good care of it too. Then, one day I walked into the kitchen to the scene of my mom hitting my rabbit on the head with a big knife. The first blow didn't kill the rabbit, she just twitched violently. I still remember the metal basin my mom had on the floor beneath the rabbit to catch the blood as she killed it. It took two more blows to the head before the rabbit would stop moving. I left the kitchen at that point, so didn't get to see the subsequent skinning and dismembering of my pet rabbit as my mom made dinner. That day taught me two things: Don't get attached to anything and don't keep pets or they might end up eaten.
Originally posted by: sandmanwake
I had a bunny once when I was a kid. It was brown and I took pretty good care of it too. Then, one day I walked into the kitchen to the scene of my mom hitting my rabbit on the head with a big knife. The first blow didn't kill the rabbit, she just twitched violently. I still remember the metal basin my mom had on the floor beneath the rabbit to catch the blood as she killed it. It took two more blows to the head before the rabbit would stop moving. I left the kitchen at that point, so didn't get to see the subsequent skinning and dismembering of my pet rabbit as my mom made dinner. That day taught me two things: Don't get attached to anything and don't keep pets or they might end up eaten.
Originally posted by: sandmanwake
I had a bunny once when I was a kid. It was brown and I took pretty good care of it too. Then, one day I walked into the kitchen to the scene of my mom hitting my rabbit on the head with a big knife. The first blow didn't kill the rabbit, she just twitched violently. I still remember the metal basin my mom had on the floor beneath the rabbit to catch the blood as she killed it. It took two more blows to the head before the rabbit would stop moving. I left the kitchen at that point, so didn't get to see the subsequent skinning and dismembering of my pet rabbit as my mom made dinner. That day taught me two things: Don't get attached to anything and don't keep pets or they might end up eaten.
