Lorne ,'Why We Fight'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Your bug killing talk amuses me. We were cooking outside again today, and the wasps were coming to check out what we were making. We put out the fatty meat scraps and amused ourselves by watching the wasps nip off little bits and fly away with them.
Our al fresco meal companions accuse us of being weird.
Bugs inside the house are doomed.
OMG STOP TALKING ABOUT ROACHES
Okay.
How about after two days of back and forth with counteroffers and such, we still haven't come to a final agreement on the house we want and oh, by the way, the owners are currently on a plane on their way to freakin' PARIS for three weeks.
I hope by the time they land, they'll have had a come to Jesus moment that suggests, "Oh hai, yes, we will let you have the pretty, pretty house at the last offer you made."
Dana, think of this as positive reinforcement for your move to a place where it snows.
mr. flea killed a giant roach on our 12 foot ceiling today, using a stool.
Los angeles is relatively roach-free. Plus we have great Thai food.
You, apparently however, have something called Roof Rats.
I'm sure its a coincidence, but I haven't back to LA since I learned of their existance.
Scrappy, did you say you're using one of those daylight alarm clocks? I'm thinking of getting one but they're not cheap.
Not me, Brenda. Maybe Teppy?
Not me, Brenda. Maybe Teppy?
Not me. I have the light box, but it's not an alarm clock.
You, apparently however, have something called Roof Rats.
New York City used to have Rattus rattus (known as black rats, roof rats or ship rats), and Rattus norvegicus (brown rats). The brown rats are bigger and meaner and killed all the roof rats.