Lobsterquadrille
Lobsterquadrille
Yes. Hopefully a big one.
Years back when my cute little new black car was new and shiny, I had a pack of crows that used to attack it. I'd look out the window of the house to see these birds just going to town attacking the back bumper and the hood of the car. Scratched the car up like crazy, I'd have to run out and shoo them off. Then I had…
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There's another clear solution to this problem: rethinking the way that we get our meat in this country. The factory farming system is a hotbed for disease evolution, with squalid cramped conditions allowing bacteria that would never meet in the wild to interact and swap genes. More antibiotics are used to control…
Ugh, I am totally freaking out right now you guys!!!! So, like, I've been letting this guy live in my drywall for the past three months in exchange for sexual favors, and I'll stop you right there before you go, "sweet, total concubine action you got going there, right?" Uh no, WRONG!! It's not like that. Well…
I did a variation on this one. I had a falling out with two ex best friends and sent one of them a detailed email telling her exactly what I thought of her, and then signed her up for every narcissistic personality disorder support group website, and the other one I signed up for men who have Asian fetishes/desperate…
I Applaud your 20lb moggy. I was lucky enough to own a 21lb Beast Of Bodmin type Puss, and he really did keep the vermin at bay. In truth, he was a wuss. I saw him approach mice and just go"meh" at them. But I really think there is some sort of "big cat smell" that keeps them at bay...
I can attest to the "kitty odure repels our murine friends."
Amen. My rat problem was concentrated primarily in the kitchen, but one night I heard one come into the bedroom on a scouting expedition. The next morning when I was emptying the snap traps, I left one with the dead rat still attached out on the back stoop as a message to all his little rat friends watching from the…
Apparently you could back in the eighties :)
Slightly different story: when I was little we had a neighbor (a sweet old lady) that hated cats. She used to go to the city zoo to get a bag of Tiger Shit, which she would toss in her garden. All the cats in the neighborhood would be like "We're NOT going in there, son."
You're all very squeamish. I assume you've never lived in a tenement with our murine friends? If you have, you will be more than happy to give the wee blighters the swift death of a breakback trap (these folks should have used a large rat trap, the small trap they have is insufficient for such a large rat, they are…
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I'm surprised by how difficult the choice between margaritas and gin was for me. Margaritas and G&Ts are my two favorite hard alcoholic drinks.
"We are broken-hearted and we anticipate that we will continue to live in pain"
You are absolutely correct and I agree as well as apologize for not being more clear.
It's also the birthplace of tortellini.
I'm pretty sure there are people feverishly ... dreaming, yeah dreaming, about buying that video.