>>1162755Oh, you have no idea how hilariously bad it can get.
I'm a licensed animal murderer in Australia and once or twice a year I'll get a call from the local council because the town folk in the village have finally decided Bambi is a fucking cunt. Being the gormless tools they are, think deer are wonderful things until someone's dog gets gored, their gardens trashed, fences ruined and expensive vehicle+deer accidents. They also have the memory of a goldfish and I load up ye olde ute with guns, el doggo, drive from the prickle farm into town and go have a 'talk about the deer'.
>We has durr problem!>No shit, people feed them and they're basically retarded, overgrown rabbits at this point>We need you to kill the deer! Its done (some random act of wild animal fuckery)>Ok>We pay!Then comes the inevitable 'talk' about how the deer shall be removed, (because goldfish brain) and we get into the circular argument about me running around the streets with a semi-auto 308 and the technical issue/problem of having people shot in their own homes from over penetration, being mistaken for a mad(er) gunman on the loose and the inevitable break to lunch as they go find the long suffering fat cop to come in to advise.
>Fat Cop knows this is coming, I call him before hand to let him know that some retard will give him a call in a few hours. >So don't do anything important like catch criminals for a few hours.>He begins dying a little over the phone>Shared suffering makes it funnyThe great thing is, they've literally got themselves in a bureaucratic circle of uselessness. I actually know what the law is. Fat Cop doesn't, but has to turn up anyway to advise, the council just want it done. At this point you'd think there would be some kind of 'official process' but there isn't and the even more hilarious thing is they're literally fucked themselves so nothing gets done for at least 2 or 7 days... or until they go full Nike and "just fucking do it"
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