I hate pit bulls.
I hate their steel-trap, wide-set smile, their dead and glassy eyes, their predilection for snapping into a bloodthirsty fugue and flying, jaw unhinged, towards the nearest child in a hundred yard radius.
Lions and sharks and bears are dangerous, too, and don’t generally object to killing humans if the circumstances call for it. But middle-aged women don’t (generally) adopt lions and sharks and bears and parade them around city blocks, restrained from the public only by the woman’s slight grip on a fabric leash, if that. Also, sharks would die if you tried to walk them. But you get the point.
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