Three in the morning: two drunken teenagers stagger out of a nightclub towards where a black cat sits on the street corner.
The cat meows for attention. The youths approach, then one suddenly sends the cat flying with his boot. The cat returns, but now the other youth kicks it, forcing the cat to retreat across the road.
Deciding it might be amusing to continue playing cat football, the louts stagger after it – right in front of a passing car that kills them both outright.
The cat licks its lips in satisfaction. Mission accomplished; two down, six billion to go.
The cat meows for attention. The youths approach, then one suddenly sends the cat flying with his boot. The cat returns, but now the other youth kicks it, forcing the cat to retreat across the road.
Deciding it might be amusing to continue playing cat football, the louts stagger after it – right in front of a passing car that kills them both outright.
The cat licks its lips in satisfaction. Mission accomplished; two down, six billion to go.
