That would be unpleasant. At least whack the little creatures first so they don't suffer to deathGonad said:When I lived in a very rural area, my stepdad caught a bunch of large frogs to fix frog legs. I remember after he cut off the legs/hind end he threw the other half all in a bucket. One of those giant plastic tubs of ice cream buckets. I remember realizing with horror as I looked at the bucket full of frog fronts that they were still alive. Some of them anyways. He didn't even kill them just cut off the back halves. They were blinking. I refused to eat the frog legs and got in trouble--no, I didn't make a fuss. And we couldn't just dump them in the woods like other waste because the dogs would most likely carry them back to play with so after dinner he drove a ways away to dump them. What an unpleasant memory.
And people can't understand why I adore you!jack said:That was awesome, Wheezie.