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							Wed 24 Feb, 2010 04:55 am
						
						
					
					
					
						Well, get you a stout gunny sack, put about a half dozen horse shoes in it, toss the little perishers in, tie off the top and toss it in the nearest river . . .
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													@Setanta,
												not very funny Ursid. You seem to be a bipolar poster. I own a coupla cats and two dogs. Your blind eyed hertlesness is pitiful.
If youve got some hng up with cats, why not just keep it to yourself douche.
											
 
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
													@Setanta,
												agree with everything but the horseshoes, here in the country it's cheaper to just pick some good sized stones on the spring, plus the streams and rivers are running fast and deep as well
											
 
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												Yeah, but are they deep enough for the purpose?
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
													@Setanta,
												Here in the country, any assholem who  try to touch and harm my kitties is in a world of personal hurt. Sickos who even joke about killing  pet animals for some means to add fullfillment to your otherwise dead lives , and then get on threads and wax pompously about habitat destruction and conservation  are total wastes of genetic material. 
Twit.
											
 
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												Thud
Get the smelling salts.
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												Apparently, Raboida, people actually did such things . . . once upon a time . . .
											
					
				 
																
						
														
					
													@Setanta,
												Setanta wrote:
Apparently, Raboida, people actually did such things . . . once upon a time . . .
 
Not all that long ago, set. I adopted a kitten that was saved from being drowned. She and her littermates were in a bag headed for the Hudson.
Thud.