Hey Joe, where you going...but at any rate, do you have any ideas on how to get them to bite on the snap trap or anything at all??? And Nauseous, i agree, i dont want those poor bastards to die in a posion induced nightmare, and I would never use it. My gal hates the idea that we have to kill them at all, and nor do I, but I will hunt them all down and make them die horribly if they ruin any of my comics. Im doing everything right, i have the comics off the ground and out of the "problem zone", but damn, nobody, not even NOBODY fucks with the comics.
You should try the shot shells they offer in .22cal. Imagine salt crystal-sized balls flying at your would-be knawer... Kinda like peppering someone with #4 shot to the face. Gets rid of vermin quick - and with great visceral stimulation. My next gun... .17 HMR bull barrel.
Unless you symbiotically establish a connection with a metallic object that has both high conductivity, and an abundance of Fe in it's entirety. Then you get to come back in the afterlife, fuck with history, create rainstorms when there had not been one prior, pick people's wallets, and just downright act like a dick the whole time.
And don't call mice looters. They are survivors. I gotta go check the trap. I dread this part because I don't like the release stuff.
I thought the problem was over, but it's not. They quit using the live traps and I found shit in the fucking silverware drawer! AND they found the new hiding place for food on top of the fridge. I'm leaning towards death. Something about them shitting in the silverware drawer put me over the edge. I'm sick of dealing with them.
I didn't alter it, but I did misread it or I wouldn't have quoted it. Geez, lazy. Can't you just go back and read what you wrote? I quoted you in midsentence.
