I maybe spent long enough smashing them between rocks and stuff that my parents didn't have me play in that part of the yard anymore.
I think I was young enough I didn't understand what it meant, it was just...interesting or whatever fun was to me at that age. Really glad my parents put an end to it.
I'm fairly certain that a lot of the unfortunate shit that's happened to me in life can cosmically be linked back to 7 year old me wanting to see if you could take the shells off pill bugs without killing them.
Huh, haven't thought about that in years. Man I can't even make a fucked up joke about it. I'm sorry pill bugs, I honestly wasn't doing any of it to be mean or cruel.