wide eyed and legless said:
I could cheerfully kill some humans before I could kill some other defenseless creature.
Ah, I see you've spent time as a Public Servant.
Seriously though, my brother beats most manly things I've done with a story he told me on Father's Day just gone.
Went to visit my Dad and my brother was telling stories about his son, "the reptile man", bringing home snakes and bats and such.
On one occasion, his son brought home a red-belly from a mate who had no capacity to keep it any longer, and housed it in a glass tank with a secure sliding lid (for safety).
Anyway, the lid ran on tracks, and the tracks got some of the sand from the bottom of the tank in them and the lid no longer closed fully, so, through the tiny gap...
One day the son is panicking slightly and says to Dad, the black snake is out! My brother goes into the boy's bedroom/wildlife enclosure and is presented with a 7 foot long venomous snake (about 8 cm diameter) reared up in the corner of the room to about half it's body length, hood flared out and hissing coz it's ****-scared and deadly with it.
Brother tells the lad to fetch a broom, and pins the snake to the corner of the room and then grabs it firmly (I bet) by the head to gain control. Demands a pillow case to be brought to him. Lowers the snake in, tail-first and at the last moment lets go of the head and secures the now-snake-bag with a zip tie.
Next step is return the snake to the wild, so he tells the young man exactly where to take it (old quarry, about 600 metres away). To cut the story short, the young bloke opens the bag on the way for a look and the snake finds refuge in some age pensioner's yard, and then only tells Dad a few days later of the botched release.
Manly/stupid? Your opinion may may be different to mine....