A phenomenon identified by the overwhelming desire to shed (someone else's) blood.
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I've always wondered why the mice in Looney Tunes cartoons are always fiendishly conspiring against the hapless cats who are just doing their jobs. It's always the cat that gets beaten up by the stupid bulldog. --The one who gets his tail tied onto a rope that runs through the chimney, the ladder, the fishbowl, the baby grand and any number of uncomfortable places as the rock it's connected to is rolled off the roof.
Why? Because the mice need a home and they've taken a shine to the kitty's estate. And never, never, never does the kitty get the chance to get one over those mean rats. And we're supposed to laugh at this?
I have a sense of humor but homicidal rodents are NOT funny. It's bad enough that rats and mice used to carry the plague but once they start to actively pursue ways of offing you... well crap. All bets are off.
And come on! The cat's only doing his job to protect his domain from the filthy vermin. So why is he the "villain" or the underdog cat? I'd understand it if the cat was antagonizing the mice in a blatantly unjustified manner like, say, if he went to Mappyland (copyright Namco/Midway games) and started snacking on them*. But the cat's always in his house, resting or minding his own business until the mice decide to make his life miserable in a violent, spine-shattering, traumatizing manner.
This is the sort of thing people don't laugh about. At this level you can't merely call it laughter, it's rubbing your hands together whilst maniacally and evilly cackling as you send your flying monkeys off to do your dirty work.
*.But the thing is IF a cat decides to make hors d'oeuvres of the little vermin when he does visit Mappyland or Disneyland, it can still be argued as justifiable. It's supported by the cat's innate biology/physiology and ancestral memory. RATS = LUNCH. Deal with it.
Rats = Murderous Creatures = Funny? I am unconvinced.
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I've always wondered why the mice in Looney Tunes cartoons are always fiendishly conspiring against the hapless cats who are just doing their jobs. It's always the cat that gets beaten up by the stupid bulldog. --The one who gets his tail tied onto a rope that runs through the chimney, the ladder, the fishbowl, the baby grand and any number of uncomfortable places as the rock it's connected to is rolled off the roof.
Why? Because the mice need a home and they've taken a shine to the kitty's estate. And never, never, never does the kitty get the chance to get one over those mean rats. And we're supposed to laugh at this?
I have a sense of humor but homicidal rodents are NOT funny. It's bad enough that rats and mice used to carry the plague but once they start to actively pursue ways of offing you... well crap. All bets are off.
And come on! The cat's only doing his job to protect his domain from the filthy vermin. So why is he the "villain" or the under
This is the sort of thing people don't laugh about. At this level you can't merely call it laughter, it's rubbing your hands together whilst maniacally and evilly cackling as you send your flying monkeys off to do your dirty work.
*.But the thing is IF a cat decides to make hors d'oeuvres of the little vermin when he does visit Mappyland or Disneyland, it can still be argued as justifiable. It's supported by the cat's innate biology/physiology and ancestral memory. RATS = LUNCH. Deal with it.
Rats = Murderous Creatures = Funny? I am unconvinced.
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