I am not usually a violent person.. but there is one woman in this town that needs to be sacrificed to sheep for a slow trampling to death with careful little pointed hooves.
Sure, it would tickle in the beginning.. but then the bruising would start.. and it would get quite hurty quite quickly.. then.. if the sheep were unshorn they’d be quite heavy I imagine.. so then.. I imagine those careful sheep balancing on her tendony bits.. shifting their weight slightly.. then eventually her skin would be slashed to ribbons by those angular hooves.. and then.. she would scream for a bit and then she would die from the pain [or eventually from some nasty sheep hoof borne disease].

The end.