This kid needs to be killed

Jesus. What a fucking jerk.

Poor animals.

By the time this kid hits thirty he'll have two, or perhaps three, hitchhiker skins drying in his attic.

The heartwarming story of a little boy and his friend Terry the Insatiable Crocodile...

..from writer/director Frank Henenlotter.

Yeah, nothing good could ever come from that kid growing older.

This is either an epic fail of parenting, or he is the devil's spawn. If its the first, then they need to sterilize his parents after feeding him to the crocodile.

And thus is a future politician created...

Hyperbole aside what the kid really needs is professional mental health treatment and better parental supervision (obviously).

So we got a little Neville Brand on our hands?

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0074455/

And a couple of blows to the head with a rock.

Seven's just a little too young to be giving up on a human being. Especially when we don't understand the entire picture.

Were is Dexter Morgan when we need him?

Exactly.
When the trutles make their bid at world domination in 2016 who are we going to turn to? Those fat cats in Washington? Now you're the one being naive!

Shit, I used to throw lizards into air conditioning fans when I was seven. This kid had an actual alligator to feed. It's sad and hilarious at the same time.

It's Autralia. We have to get the future smega crazies and gayboy berserkers from somwhere.

It's an entire continent of criminals. You can't fix this kid.

Georgia was founded as a penal colony too....

EXACTLY.

"I met this six year old child with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes, the Devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized that what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely and simply... evil."

I can picture this kid tormenting his kid sister:

'It puts the lotion on its skin or it gets the hose again'

What about a mental institution? They have those in Australia?

At least this kid was promoting the circle of life. Your acts defied the food chain and spit in the eye of God himself, Nordling. Who's the real monster here?

The air conditioning gods had to be sated. I live in Texas, after all.

I like the cut of your jib. Promote this man!

The zoo handlers were obviously upset at the loss of their bearded dragons and thorny devils, but they had to work through their grief because it was time to toss some rabbits to Terry.

Did Rob Zombie direct this kid's life?

One of the best bands from that country is called THE BAD SEEDS. Just sayin'. I'll show this article to the wife and we'll go another two years childless.

I just wanna know in what bizarro world Catherine Zeta-Jones has her photos attached to this particular movie's IMDB page.

I's gots ta know!

Exactly, at least the gator got fed.

Not to excuse this kid's rampage, but isn't some level of animal cruelty a bit common at a very young age? I used to go on stomping rampages against ants, and had some friends that would inject paint into lizards via syringe (now, that is cruel) or blow 'em up with firecrackers.

I think that's different from breaking into a zoo and killing all the animals.

But injecting them with paint is close.

I'll lol for ya.

Injecting lizards with paint? What the hell kind of childhood friends did you have?

Well played, sir.

Excellent.

Man, now that I think of it, many of them were really messed up. I never participated in their animal cruelty activities, beyond scaring stray cats away (we had a bunch of these).

But I do remember a few of these morons used to shoot at birds with their BB guns, and on one occasion one of them grab a cat by the tail and tossed him away.

However, that is nothing compared to what I heard from this group of "friends" one of my cousins had, in the country side ...

Well, shit, don't keep us hanging.

Oh, I don't know, I'm ok not knowing.

If only Detective Wagenbach lived in Australia. Spin off?

We used to go to this small town for "carnaval" every year, and this one year I went in the "off season". I must have been 14-16, don't remember. So my cousin introduced me to some of his friends, and out of nowhere they started telling me their stories about having sex with horses (well mares ... I think ...) and other animals.

I was quite shocked, and they noticed my disgusted expression when one of them told me something I will never forget ... "What, you've never f'ed a mare?".

My obvious reply was "hell no", and then they started making fun of me and treating me like I was abnormal. Then they tell me how this is a better alternative to masturbation, to which I say "err ... no ...".

Then if that wasn't uncomfortable enough, I look at my cousin with a "please don't tell me you are in this club" look and he gives me an ambiguous answer "well, I was just the lookout".

Then they went on describing other adventures with other species; at this point they might just have been exaggerating to make me more uncomfortable ... pigs ... chicken (is that even possible???).

I think some of them didn't believe me, and I reassured them that we're not that bored in the city, nor did we have stables. I tried to make sure they understood they were wrong and completely depraved, but again, they made it sound like I was the odd one there.

I'll never forget that exchange.

Your cousin is a mare fucker and you know it.

Shoot that muthafucka!

What, you've never seen the the chicken fucker scene in Devils Rejects?

This thread is full of the horrible. Paint into lizards ? Lizards into air conditioners ? Sex with animals ? Some of you crazies were the sort of kids I avoided when I was a kid myself. Having said that, there was these kids that lit a cat on fire with charcoal starter fluid. They then let it go so it ran around on fire leaving a trail of burnt cat behind. I met a guy from the Georgia area that told stories of fucking chickens. He said that you stick your dick in it, then snap its neck (he said he would slam it in a drawer). I could never tell if he was saying things like this for attention (he seemed very desiring of it) or if they were true. I guess you Georgia natives would know.

Were your childhood friends named Jeffery and Ted by any chance?

Christ, thank god I had video games and books back in the day. Could get my killing on in other ways.

Don't worry everyone. Within the next few years the kid will be develop a convincing mask of sanity, and everyone he knows will assume that he's "grown out of it."

And the number of hitchhikers in the area will suddenly start dropping.

Then he'll get a job with the government after falling out of a window.

Probably nothing that dramatic. People will just wonder why their broker doesn't seem to care about their losses. Or co-workers won't be able to understand why the information they're getting from him doesn't seem to mesh with what they later discover to be the truth, even though he gained no benefit from lying. Perhaps a wife will grow frustrated with her husband's inabiilty to empathize with her or their children, even though he's superficially charming and says all the right things.

Psychopaths/sociopaths come in all shapes and sizes. Animal abuse is a bad, bad warning sign, but it doesn't necessarily continue. But, if the kid has a violent streak that doesn't adapt over time into something less overtly destructive, we're going to see some bodies down the road.

They're still looking for an effective treatment, by the way. At this point, I think the psychiatric/psychology community has basically concluded that one probably doesn't exist.