I no longer ever use poison, because of the number of times I've had to deal with dead rats and mice in my house. When you trap them, you know where they are.
Great Stuff works really well, but wear gloves and clothes you don't care about.
How's it sit? Pretty cunning, don'tchya think?
Jayne ,'The Message'
Natter 33 1/3
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Ginger - Mar 23, 2005 3:43:27 pm PST #9858 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Pix - Mar 23, 2005 3:43:59 pm PST #9859 of 10002
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Oh JZ, I'm so sorry. That's awful.
Nicole - Mar 23, 2005 3:44:01 pm PST #9860 of 10002
I'm getting the pig!
Crap. Poor little Emmett!
Ginger - Mar 23, 2005 3:45:17 pm PST #9861 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Ouch! Poor Emmett.
Atropa - Mar 23, 2005 3:45:36 pm PST #9862 of 10002
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Yikes! Poor Emmett!
Beverly - Mar 23, 2005 3:46:04 pm PST #9863 of 10002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Oh no, Emmett! JZ, please let us know how he is, and how poor David is, too. He must just be horribly upset.
Susan W. - Mar 23, 2005 3:48:26 pm PST #9864 of 10002
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Poor Emmett!
Laura - Mar 23, 2005 3:48:58 pm PST #9865 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.
{{Emmett, Emmett's nose, Emmett's family!}} Poor thing. But story to tell after the painful part of the memory is gone.
JZ - Mar 23, 2005 3:52:06 pm PST #9866 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Eeeee. Hec just called back - he and Emmett's mom are both there with him; the swelling is going down and Emmett is calm and quiet now, but Hec said he was screaming and hollering with pain at first.
He rode to the ER in an ambulance, poor screamy lamb.
And he's mellowed out, icepacking his face and cuddled with his parents, but he's out of commission for a few weeks, and right now he's pretty adamant about No More Baseball.
Poor critter. He got such pleasure from it, and he's so good at it.
Fucking MARCH.
DXMachina - Mar 23, 2005 3:52:14 pm PST #9867 of 10002
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
Walk it off, kid...
What?
Poor Emmett. I've gotten hit in the face several times. Fortunately, the worst I ever got was a black eye.