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On my way down to meet him, there was a cat on a window ledge a few metres ahead, and to my left. It hopped down, went to the kerb, and started doing what all good cats do. Licking it's... area.
I scuffed my shoe by mistake, and it crapped itself - it obviously hadn't seen me. The poor thing darted out into the middle of the road and got nailed.
I feel terrible.
The driver of the car just drove on, the fool. I didn't know what to do. Meh.
it's as though they have an inbuilt deathwish.
Hmm.
> But if I hadn't scuffed my shoe, it would've just continued to lick
> itself.
It's called the chaos theory. you can actually use it to explain a multitude of things, in fact, pretty much everything.
> But you didn't actually kill it.
> It was nothing to do with you.
But if I hadn't scuffed my shoe, it would've just continued to lick itself.
Being inexperienced at driving (I'd only just passed my test), I swerved, lost control and blew out a tyre on the kerb.
The cat looked like it was in great pain, so I was going to kill it with a large heavy branch I found, until some girl suggested we take it home (it had a tag). As it was the cat lived, which surprised me with it's horrible injuries. So a good job I didn't 'take it out'.
> I thought I found a dead cat in the road once, but when I got closer
> it was just a scarf shaped like a flat cat. Then I heard a rustling
> in the bushes and some damn punk geese flew away laughing and
> shouting "human wankor! We'll get you yet.". Damn geese.
Sounds like a hallucination or childrens tv.
> El Blokeys fault