One of my housemates continually feeds a weird cat that miaows almost
non-stop. He lets it in, feeds it strips of ham (which it ravenously
attacks him for), and then lets it hang around for a while.

I hate the bastard thing. It claws the carpet, the chairs and when the
fridge is open wipes its tail and body all over the door because my
stupid housemate won't shove it away.

So... this weekend, said housemate is away. Old f.cker Cat sits at the
back door, mewing, lowing and whinging to be let in and fed cos its
miserly cuntish owners don't seem to feed it.

I strike!

The cat sits on the window ledge on the ground floor kitchen window. This
is directly underneath my bedroom window.

I chuck a jug of water at the cat from said window.

Crash!

Result!