Putting animals out of their misery. Could you do it?

First decent weekend weather wise in a long while and Pighead was determined to make the most of it. Texted a couple of Dundalk homeboys and before you could say "Sorry Miss Piggy, can't paint those windows today, meeting the lads for a road trip. Byeeeee" the three amigos were out on the open road with the sunroof down and the wind blowing through their lovely hair.

"I'm the King of the World" screamed KeithM89 as he stood up and put his head through the sunroof. "Loooooove this tune. This is Big Willy's best song ever" shouted My name is URL as Will Smith's Miami blasted out from the speakers.

Pighead didn't really care for either Keith's Leonardo Di Caprio impression nor URL's taste in music but once the lads were happy he was happy too.

"We love you Pighead" they cried in unison as they gave their best pal big happy bear hugs. Unfortunately for Pighead, he was driving at the time and the bear hugs impeded his view of the Ravensdale roads ahead.

Pushed the fcukers off just in time to see a hedgehog on his back legs looking right at Pighead with a look on his face that seemed to say "Slow the fcuk down, you're heading right for me"

Slammed on the brakes and veered to the left but it was too late. There was a thud that sounded suspiciously like the noise a car makes when it hits a hedgehog. We'd hit the poor fcuker.

There were spikes everywhere and it was only by the grace of God that Pighead didn't get a puncture.

Got out of the car to assess the damage and to say a little prayer in poor little Spiky's honour. Was just about to get the ceremony underway when the hedgehog started to scream. Not a whine, not a splutter but a full blooded scream. URL and Keith started crying. "This is all our fault".
Yes, yes it is" Pighead replied.

After about ten minutes the boys stopped crying and Pighead took charge of the situation. "Keith you're gonna have to put the poor fcuker out of it's misery. We can't leave him like this"

"What? Why the fcuk do I have to do it? Why can't you or URL do it. I'm not killing no fcuking half dead hedgehog. You can go and fcuk yourselves"

We calmly explained to Keith that he was a boards moderator now and that with great power comes great responsibility. "Fcuk that" he replied. You're the oldest Pighead. You fcuking do it"

Pighead is a pretty brave character but if theres one thing he cannot do it's kill an animal. We argued for about ten minutes over who was gonna do the deed until finally My name is URL strolled over to the hedgehog, took out his swiss army knife, blessed himself and slit the poor fcuker from ear to ear.

We drove home in silence and swore never to tell anybody what happened. And Pighead kept that promise until this thread.

So many unanswered questions from that fateful Saturday in Ravensdale. Should we have brought the hedgehog to the vet? Is Keith really the right man to Mod the wild jungle that is After Hours if he can't even kill a hedgehog? Is Miami really Will Smith's best song?

Could you kill a half dead animal if it lay on the side of the road?