when I was younger; there were these little kids down the street which were dumb little twats... and once they left a note on our door complaining about my cat killing mice and leaving the carcasses on the lawn.
so I went to the basement and got a little shoebox, filled it with that confetti paper stuff you have in easter baskets and stuff, then went outside, put the bloodiest, most-gutted mouse I could find in it, and delivered it to their door.. XD
haha, the little girl came over with her mom and she yelled at me and shit. hahaha, I never got in trouble for it though, because my parents thought it was hilarious.


