Announcement

Collapse
No announcement yet.

Could you have done it?

Collapse
This topic is closed.
X
X
 
  • Filter
  • Time
  • Show
Clear All
new posts

  • #16
    Yes.

    But I am a little blood thirsty....
    My sanity has been dripping out of me my whole life, today they turned on the faucet.....

    Comment


    • #17
      I could and would have no problem sticking a 7.62 mm round right between the miserable bastard's eyes...I would have gone one step further to make sure that my grinning face was the last thing he saw before I stuck a bullet between the fucker's eyes.
      Running on ice is just as smart as shoving a fork in the toaster - Blas in regards to a dry pool diving team member who decided to run across a 50 mph highway following an ice storm

      Comment


      • #18
        Yes. Yes I could.

        I could also punt his dead bones around like a football and stick a pork chop in his mouth for burial.

        Because I am just evil like that.
        Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. Study hard. Be evil.

        "I never said I wasn't a horrible person."--Me, almost daily

        Comment


        • #19
          I know that I could not do it, it just is not in my nature. I know that he was the evilest man hands down, but I can't see myself killing. Now does not mean that if I would witness him killing someone I loved that I would not seek revenge or if it was his life versus my life in a battle then maybe it would be different. One never knows what they would do if they were actually face to face with a situation.

          Comment


          • #20
            Quoth morgana

            I would not.

            To clarify: There are persons on this planet, some of whom I have never met, who I would give my own life to protect.

            There are persons on this planet, some of whom I have met and some whom I have not, whose lives I would be quite cheerful to end. Even if it meant losing my own life.

            Neither list is for publication, thanks anyway.
            DO NOT READ IF QUEASY
            Well put.
            As for the weapon of choice: I like the idea of a 7.62mm. If I feel like getting up-close and personal, I would probably empty a clip of .50 HPA into his torso.
            But for me, it's not so much how I will kill him. It's what I'll do before I kill him. Some things include (in no particular order):
            Pissing on him
            Chinese water torture for a couple days
            Remove all his fingers at the first knuckle, with rusty garden shears.
            Same for his toes.
            But cut the pinky toe off so he can't balance.
            Castrate him with an oxy-acetelyne torch.
            Force him to eat as much ham, bacon and pork chops as he can until puking, and then some more.


            ....yeah. I'm a twisted fuck.
            'nuff said

            Comment


            • #21
              Holy Shit....some of the answers have me going

              But all that aside I could shoot him but I wouldn't want anything to do with it after.

              Especially stick a pork chop in his mouth for burial...where in hell do you come up with these visuals?
              https://www.youtube.com/user/HedgeTV
              Great YouTube channel check it out!

              Comment


              • #22
                "Why did you shoot him 30 times?"

                "Ran outta ammo"
                "If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous he will not bite you.This is the principal difference between a man and a dog"

                Mark Twain

                Comment


                • #23
                  Starting to go over the top. I'd prefer it if this stayed on whether or not you could do it, not coming up with the most extreme methodology.

                  Rapscallion

                  Comment


                  • #24
                    My answer is yes, yes I could and would do it given the opportunity. I should explain why.

                    I've been the attempted victim of burglary several times when I was home. On one occasion the burglary attempt began minutes after my boyfriend dropped me off from a date. I was so terrified, I tore my roommate's room apart looking for her service revolver (she was in the police academy at the time). I fell asleep holding her nightstick. One week later, I moved out of that house and bought a .45 cal M1911a handgun and learned how to use it.

                    A few months later, another burglar cased my home. I loaded the .45, went out on the porch, pulled the slider back, and told the SOB to hit the road. He took off and never came back. At the time that happened, I'd already made the decision to shoot the SOB if he tried to get into my house.

                    I've made that choice once already. I was ready to pull the trigger.

                    I can do it again.
                    They say that God only gives us what we can handle. Apparently, God thinks I'm a bad ass.

                    Comment


                    • #25
                      I don't honestly know. I've been angry enough to hit someone but something always holds me back. I was so angry once that I actually got tunnel vision and had to walk away from the situation. I think most people have the capacity to kill if they're in the right frame of mind, and everybody has a different threshold...cross it and all bets are off.
                      When you start at zero, everything's progress.

                      Comment


                      • #26
                        I could have easily done it.

                        Comment


                        • #27
                          I do worry about what it says about me that I wouldn't have had a second thought. I've had a while to think about how I felt when I heard that they put a bullet in his brain and dumped his skinny mass-murdering ass into the nearest ocean.

                          I am hoping that I hate him more than I will ever have cause to hate anyone in my life. I'm hoping that no one ever gives me cause to hate another human being that much, to carry it around for ten years, to entertain terrible thoughts of what I would do to him if I had him at my mercy, and to experience catharsis and even joy at the thought of him shot dead in some fortified mansion in Pakistan.

                          For now, I'm willing to indulge this dark side for a few days. Feel your joy. Open that special bottle of champagne you've been saving. Set off a bottle-rocket. Read the names. I'm only human, after all. And I can accept that the problem of international terrorism isn't solved with a single bullet. But, I swear, he had better be the worst human being I've ever shared the planet with. I never want to hate someone that much again. He's the only person for whom I ever want to say, "I wouldn't hesitate even a moment."

                          Comment


                          • #28
                            I had family who worked in the WTC. If my aunt hadn't accidentally overslept for the first time in ages, she would've been there, right on one of the floors that was directly hit. For a few terrifying hours, we actually thought she WAS gone.

                            So yeah. No compunctions there. I would've shot the bastige. Probably would've spit on him too.
                            By popular request....I am now officially the Enemy of Normalcy.

                            "What is unobtainium? To Seraph, it's a normal client. :P" -- Observant Friend

                            Comment


                            • #29
                              I want to say yes, but stepping on a bug alone squicks me out. I'm glad he's gone, but I don't have the stomach to kill anyone myself. I believe I could do it in a moment of fear/rage, though, if someone I loved was threatened. Not saying it wouldn't haunt me for the rest of my life, but not doing it would haunt me worse in that case.
                              The original Cookie in a multitude of cookies.

                              Comment


                              • #30
                                I truly don't know.
                                Unseen but seeing
                                oh dear, now they're masquerading as sane-KiaKat
                                There isn't enough interpretive dance in the workplace these days-Irv
                                3rd shift needs love, too
                                RIP, mo bhrionglóid

                                Comment

                                Working...
                                X