Originally posted by Evil Pawn 666The cats got wind of this and there is serious plottings of revolution...you killed there leader !!!!!
In my younger days a friend an I were at a hunting camp with some guys we worked with. Since we were the youngest we had to do the cooking. We shot rabbits around camp to eat as we all like wild rabbit. One day while in town buying supplies we caught a cat. Took it back skined and cooked and feed it to the old farts as we listened to their wise cracks. ...[text shortened]... ears and now they don't believe us. But they did eat the cat. And I loved every bite they took.