I shot a dolphin in the head with a rifle. But it's ok because I derived pleasure from it.
I shot a dolphin in the head with a rifle. But it's ok because I derived pleasure from it.
I'm not like one of those weirdos that just kills for no reason. I shot that dolphin right in its wet brain and I loved it. In fact, my pleasure from doing so was higher than my vegetarian friend's when they ate a whole block of cheese.
Right now, there's $20k being offered for information about me, but I think that's dumb. I tried to go to the FBI with information about a trophy hunter and the local butcher, but the special agent said he wouldn't give me any money for that and they already knew about it. He did offer me a bacon-topped doughnut on the way out though!
Edit, dang this is very different than Reddit's vcj.
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