I’m am a firm believer that nobody is 100% bad or 100% good and there is room for education and reform in a great many people.
But if you fucking hit a puppy or any animal for doing what they do naturally I hope someone runs a god damn train over your neck. I will hear about the long painful time you spent recovering from your wounds and how upon being released from the hospital with a mountain of medical bills you were mauled to a bloody, unrecognizable stump of a human by murder-wolves and I will throw a fucking party. I will sell your bones as a miracle boner medicine to new agers and the profits will go to my new charity “hooray another fucking oogle bit the dust dog sanctuary” where dogs will chew your hideous, skinless head and sleep, roll around and pee in your olive dystopia hoodie all their happy, un-abused lives. I will keep murder-wolves in my employ and pay them in kibble, recirculating the profits I make selling every animal abusing bastards wretched old bones as sex powders and dream catchers until every animal is safe from you fuckers.
I am renting a steam-roller. I am going to drive it down the sidewalk of Telegraph avenue. Everyone who has never beat up something smaller than themselves for doing something they did not particuarly like take shelter. No court will convict me. Tomorrow will be a brighter day.
