My former mother-in-law used to laugh while telling the story about how little Jimmy (my ex) used to stuff baby chicks in a mason jar, or worse, flatten them with a frying pan. I should have taken it as a warning.
“I should have taken it as a warning.”
Yes, about her as well as him. My grandmother killed chickens on her farm, and my hippie-dippie HS friend did too when she grew up and raised chickens, but they didn’t do it out of cruelty or for “amusement”.