Of course there are many reasons we as humans would want to kill another. For one, when a person is at Starbucks and the barista gets your name horribly wrong (no my name is not Asheleyee-I have got that before), one may feel that urge to end the lifespan of said barista. Another time is when you are standing in line at the DMV and the numbers keep going slower and slower, and for some reason you seem to be so sweaty even though its only 60 degrees. The person next to you is picking their nose and the child behind you is screaming at the top of its lungs-oh and in the corner is a man sleeping. That man looks like he has been here for years, or perhaps decades. Will you ever get out? Will time physically stop? Will you be stuck here for the remainder of your mortal life? After all of these thoughts swarm your head, you see that person at the counter rummaging through his pockets to find his ID and Credit Card. Then, the unlikely happens…he must run out to grab his wallet from his car. After what seems like hours, you feel that urge to kill another!
But, with all this, why do we all really want to kill each other? I would say it mostly comes down to the annoying factor of the existence of human beings. We are a unique race, simply killing for the fun of it. The only other animal to kill for fun is the asshole dolphin . Back in the late nineties, marine biologists began to find lots of porpoise carcasses that had seemingly been punched in the gut until they died, like the mafia. After rounding up the suspects, and interrogating good cop/bad cop style. The porpoise widow points the guilty party out from a line up: the bottle-nose dolphin. Since porpoises and dolphins do not eat the same food, they usually avoid one another, but the dolphin. Remember, even Lt. Horatio Caine could not have seen this coming! Remember that kids, humans and dolphins kill for fun! In conclusion, we all want to kill each other due to the fact that many are annoying and if you are a porpoise, you are pretty screwed.