Day six. Can we eliminate Iceland sausages from the landscape? It appears not. We're 4-1 down and staring down the barrel of the sausage machine....
This time we're trying sport again, and is it possible to thrash an Iceland sausage to smithereens with a tennis racquet? Let play commence....
A forehand thrash from Junior Sidekick.
An unorthodox overhead swipe.
YEEEESSSSSS! We've damaged the seemingly indestructible Iceland sausage! OK, it's not a fatal blow, but it's progress nonetheless.
And again, YEEESSSS! We've sliced the end off of one of the disgusting crap-tubes!
But! We found a better way to reduce crap Iceland sausages to nothingness....use the tennis bat as a grater. OK, it makers a bit of a mess on the strings but the sausage is obliterated!
Grate, grate, grate. Doing the world a favour JS!
Eventually we got fed up of grating and simply stamped on the bloody things. Ye gods, look at that artificial skin! Hideous. We claim this as a win.
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