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I had this friend a long time ago. His dad was a cool guy but he had a fucking temper. So we are sitting there watching tv in the living room, when his dad yells about some shit in the kitchen. I'm like what the fuck man, what is going on. My friend asks what happened, but his dad just starts fucking yelling at some shit and walks out of the kitchen with the cat in his hands. Next thing I know he fucking chucks the thing right at the door. What the fuck, man? So I'm looking at my friend and he is like wide eyed but just keeps looking at the tv. So I'm sitting there real fucking awkward untill his father goes inside after a bit. At this point I say hey man, it has been fun, but I need to go. He mutters like yeah okay or whatever and I get the fuck out of there. The cat was okay. But it was totally limping when I left.