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Cake day: June 25th, 2025

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  • I’ve killed animals prior to that event, but it was for hunting (but yeah Im no expert at all, I mostly shot small game and once hogs but I still wasn’t too sure of what I was doing). This cat was trapped in a cage and not happy about it. I can’t remember if it was a pellet gun or actual firearm but it was a .22 (my father used both .22 pellet guns and firearms when on his property). Either way he told me to just take it out back and shoot it through the cage. I tried to line up the barrel right to the back of its head with the intent of one shot and hes dead. But right as I pulled the trigger the cat moved and I just shot it in the face. It was really hard to shoot it anywhere meaningful while it was jumping around and screaming in there. Hence 4 more shots of my desperately trying to end its suffering. I really like cats so I didnt want it to suffer so much. I wanted it to be fast and painless. But this was the start of my fathers ‘swimming school’ as he called. When he came to the back yard to find me he saw the mess I made and his solution was to tie a rope to the cage and toss it into the river running through our backyard. He hold the rope as to not lose the cage. After some time the cat drowned and my dad left the body in the river. As he caught more cats he just stuck with his ‘swimming school’. It wasn’t until after the first cat died that we found out it was the neighbors cat. He would let his cat out at night. My father told me to not saying anything to the neighbor so I didn’t.

    I would like to learn to butcher and clean, it seems like a useful skill but not one that is in my family so I never learned. Your take on it seems sensible, I like it. Much better than drowning cats







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    Story time:

    My father loves to sell shit online. He always has ever since I was a little kid. He is really good at ‘wheelin n dealin’ with people. I used to always think he could just shit in a can and manage to sell it to some dope online for a living.

    He started selling on craigslist and ebay in the early days but has since moved to other platforms such as fb market place. One day, he decided to sell an electric rototiller on market place. I forgot what the listing price was but I do remember it being a reasonable price. I was sitting with him on his porch when he recieved a very low ball offer from a college student for it. My father became very upset over it as, according to him, low ballers have become very prevalent. He told me that he was sick of dealing with low ballers so he decided to go on google and find the address to an abandoned farm in the middle of nowhere. It was a little over an hour (maybe 1.5hrs) away from the low baller by car. He gave the address to the low baller and told him to swing by and pick it up. For some reason the low baller thought he would need a uhaul for taking it (it was very small, not a full size rototiller so it could easily fit in a regular car) so he rented one and set out for the farm.

    My fathers plan was to wait until the guy was about half way to the farm (my father told the low baller to let him know when he was on his way so my father would have time to get it ready) and then call the low baller and explain to him that he shouldn’t be a low baller and that the address is fake. So I guess my father wanted to teach him a lesson about respect. Well my father forgot to call the guy. So the low baller drove all the way to the farm for nothing. When the low baller called my father, my father told him that he shouldnt low ball like that and he gets what he deserves. My father then hung up on him. This guy kept calling my father non stop to yell at him. He even called from different phone numbers when my father stopped picking up the phone. The dude was pissed. He kept going on (otp) about how my father screwed him as he was a poor college student who spent a lot of money on a uhaul. Eventually the low baller stopped calling.

    Maybe next time: dont low ball


  • This reminds me of the time my father wanted to rid the neighborhood of stray cats as he read up on how they can be destructive to the local environment. As a direct result of this, I killed my neighbors cat after shooting it a few times in the head (I didn’t know it was my neighbors cat). My father told me to do it. I was about 17 at the time.



  • I was about 4-5 yrs old and my parents got a hamster for my brother and me. Being little kids we gave it the creative name of Mr. Hamster. The only actual memory I have of Mr. Hamster is when he stabbed me in the fucking back.

    I picked him up one day and he ran up my shirt sleeve and bit me on the arm. I started to bleed and it scared me so I knocked him off of me and ran to my mom crying. In later years my then step-brother got a hamster. Guess what happened? Unprovoked, the fucker bit me and drew blood. I saw the evil in its soul that day. He bit all of us (brothers and parents) many times. We tried to be nice to him to show him that we mean no harm but it didnt matter. He would bite us just to be cruel. Many years later I went to a pet store and saw the hamsters there. I thought I would try my luck again. I spent some time trying to be nice to the hamsters and gently pet them. They bit me. From my experience, all they do is bite and be useless. Avoid hamsters. They are evil. Good riddance Mr. Hamster





  • Yeah we have similar prices (US). The tickets were $27 (for my wife and myself) and $7 for a coke. If we get popcorn and snacks its just about $50+, depending on what we get. We get snacks beforehand and just hide them in my wifes purse like most people. I used to love going to the movies for the whole experience. But it just keeps getting more expensive and as of late, no good movies are coming out.






  • I’m a grad student (aerospace engineering) and I had to pick a class outside of my department from a given list. Just one of the reauirements we have in order to graduate. I picked a course on NDE. The class was tons of fun! But it involved a lot of code. We had 8 labs and all of the labs were code based. I already knew how to write the code for this class (it was basically just do math in python, matlab, C etc.) so most of the class I spent my time just figuring out the math. We each had to pick a partner in the class to do these lab assignments with. I got stuck with a foreign student from china. She was awful. She refused to do any work herself. Every assignment, due to her incompetence, I would take charge and just assign a part of the lab to her and I asked her if she knew how to do what I was asking of her and also asked if she wanted/needed any help with any of it. She always kindly declined and claimed she could do it. Turns out she couldn’t. She would just use chatGPT to do EVERYTHING. And her answers were always wrong. So it turned into me doing my part of the lab then taking her shit AI code and fixing it to complete her part of the lab. The grading for this class was unique. We would write a short lab report, turn it into the professor, and then during lab time had an interactive grading session with the professor. This meant he would read our report and ask us questions on it to gauge our understanding of our work. If he was satisfied with our answers, and our answers to the actual lab assignment were correct, he would give us a good grade. If not, he would give us back the report, tell us to fix it and go over it to prepare for the next time we did the interactive grading (if this sounds like a terrible system to you I can assure you it wasnt. It was actually really nice and very much geared towards learning which I very much appreciated). During these sessions it became clear my lab partner knew and learned nothing. But she was brave enough to have her laptop in front of her and pretend to reference the code that she didn’t write while actually asking chatgpt the question that the professor asked her and then giving that answer to the professor. It was honestly pathetic. The only reason I didn’t report her is because then I would lose access to her husband. Her husband was also in this class and he was the total opposite of her. He did the work himself and, like me, was motivated to learn the material. So when I would get stuck on a lab I would go over it with him and vice versa. Basically, I worked on the labs with her husband while she played the middle man between us. Your story OP reminds me of this. I think AI has some good use cases but too many students abuse it and just want it to do everything for them.