> NEVER nail a stuffed bunny to a cross and put it up in front of the Battalion Headquarters sign as an “Easter Desecration.”
This is made all the more disturbing by the fact that, when I was in college, I witnessed a friend's roommate actually crucify a dead rabbit and stake it out outside... somewhere around Easter.
And, no, it wasn't a dead rabbit they randomly found lying around either. He and some buddies of his went Wabbit Hunting with Airsoft guns one day, and then they settled on crucifixion when they were debating what to do with their newly-acquired dead rabbit. Not so fun fact: around a decade after this, one of the guys involved in the hunting party got killed in a mass shooting. I still wonder if anyone told this story at his wake.
This all happened when my friend and I were studying on his couch, by the way. It was very hard to concentrate on the physics textbook when we kept hearing the whack whack whack of his roommate nailing a rabbit to the cross on the kitchen floor.
Edit: Because it's telling me I'm posting too fast, I can't reply directly to the person replying to me suggesting I'm victim-blaming Tony, so I'll post a clarification here:
I'm not saying that he deserved to get killed or anything. The shooter was a despicable excuse for a person who was upset his ex-wife was moving on with her life and enjoying herself, so he killed her and almost everyone attending her party. None of the people who got shot that day deserved it in the slightest.
I only mentioned he got killed in a mass shooting because it's a really fucked-up coda to an already fucked-up story. Like this story is fucked-up to begin with, and it's even more fucked-up that he got murdered. Honestly, if I was at his wake, I would've told the story not to make him out to be a bad guy or something, but to add some levity and remind everyone what a... shall we say, dynamic guy he was.
Lol, sounds like a waste of good stew, but clearly it had the desired effect if you are still telling stories about it years later. Kind of insensitive to victim blame no matter your feelings.
This is made all the more disturbing by the fact that, when I was in college, I witnessed a friend's roommate actually crucify a dead rabbit and stake it out outside... somewhere around Easter.
And, no, it wasn't a dead rabbit they randomly found lying around either. He and some buddies of his went Wabbit Hunting with Airsoft guns one day, and then they settled on crucifixion when they were debating what to do with their newly-acquired dead rabbit. Not so fun fact: around a decade after this, one of the guys involved in the hunting party got killed in a mass shooting. I still wonder if anyone told this story at his wake.
This all happened when my friend and I were studying on his couch, by the way. It was very hard to concentrate on the physics textbook when we kept hearing the whack whack whack of his roommate nailing a rabbit to the cross on the kitchen floor.
Edit: Because it's telling me I'm posting too fast, I can't reply directly to the person replying to me suggesting I'm victim-blaming Tony, so I'll post a clarification here:
I'm not saying that he deserved to get killed or anything. The shooter was a despicable excuse for a person who was upset his ex-wife was moving on with her life and enjoying herself, so he killed her and almost everyone attending her party. None of the people who got shot that day deserved it in the slightest.
I only mentioned he got killed in a mass shooting because it's a really fucked-up coda to an already fucked-up story. Like this story is fucked-up to begin with, and it's even more fucked-up that he got murdered. Honestly, if I was at his wake, I would've told the story not to make him out to be a bad guy or something, but to add some levity and remind everyone what a... shall we say, dynamic guy he was.