Hah! I caught the little fucker!

A reminder not to underestimate Australian women. Sometimes they may look like sophisticated city girls, sometimes like beach volleyball babes, sometimes like pioneer women, but they know how to deal with Australia's wildlife.

If it can be eaten, they'll put on the barbie. If it can't they'll leave it alone unless it gets in their way, and then its existence will be short.

P.S. That goes for non-Australian men too.

Don't tar Aussie sheilas with that brush oi. Truth is I've never killed a mouse with my hands, 'tis why I asked how. I have plenty of experience in the bush, but never stabbed a mouse in the head with a knife. Does stabbing a mouse in the head define the Australian woman? I fucken hope not. Does the beer afterwards taste good? Yes it does.
 
Don't tar Aussie sheilas with that brush oi. Truth is I've never killed a mouse with my hands, 'tis why I asked how. I have plenty of experience in the bush, but never stabbed a mouse in the head with a knife. Does stabbing a mouse in the head define the Australian woman? I fucken hope not. Does the beer afterwards taste good? Yes it does.

I think you have supported my point. Australian women are more capable than men think. Even if their knowledge is only how to deal with a snake bite that is more than many other countries' women.

And many of them enjoy beer and barbies...

PS. I couldn't stab a mouse in the head with a knife. I'd miss. But I was fairly good at killing snakes with a length of fence wire. If they left me alone, I'd leave them alone. But if a snake tried to attack me, my sheila or my mate, it would die.
 
I think you have supported my point. Australian women are more capable than men think. Even if their knowledge is only how to deal with a snake bite that is more than many other countries' women.

And many of them enjoy beer and barbies...

PS. I couldn't stab a mouse in the head with a knife. I'd miss. But I was fairly good at killing snakes with a length of fence wire. If they left me alone, I'd leave them alone. But if a snake tried to attack me, my sheila or my mate, it would die.

Yes! I remember that thread. You were saying how you take a length of number 8... And that bloke was asking 'how the heck can you kill a snake with a piece of wire?'

Also, good morning :)
 
Yes! I remember that thread. You were saying how you take a length of number 8... And that bloke was asking 'how the heck can you kill a snake with a piece of wire?'

Also, good morning :)

I have too many Australian relations... Before I went to Australia for a couple of years at the start of the 1960s I didn't know I had any. Then I found fifty spread around NSW, twenty or so in Victoria, half a dozen in NT and a few in WA.

Now I've been doing some family history research I know that all I met were just the tip of the iceberg. I have hundreds of relations spread across Australia, and my wife has about a hundred more mainly around Perth.

Good evening from the UK seaside.
 
I think you have supported my point. Australian women are more capable than men think. Even if their knowledge is only how to deal with a snake bite that is more than many other countries' women.

And many of them enjoy beer and barbies...

PS. I couldn't stab a mouse in the head with a knife. I'd miss. But I was fairly good at killing snakes with a length of fence wire. If they left me alone, I'd leave them alone. But if a snake tried to attack me, my sheila or my mate, it would die.

It was rather tricky to kill it, but I had it caught with the body in my fist and it's head sorta sticking out between my index and middle finger, so it was well and trully immobilised.

You are right about Australian women - although the new gen of younglings are somewhat insulated from having to deal with most of the outdoorsy stuff.
It's a little sad to see the strong, capable Aussie sheila disappearing.
 
It's been quite wet here the last few days, and the fieldmice are moving indoors.
I was busy doing something in the kitchen a moment ago, when I turned around and there's a filthy little field mouse staring at me from the middle of the dining room floor!
I took off after it, screaming like a banshee.... and ran that little grey shit down!
I am wonderwomanmousecatcher :D

Oh, and yes, I killed it.
you big bully. :mad:

Don't tar Aussie sheilas with that brush oi. Truth is I've never killed a mouse with my hands, 'tis why I asked how. I have plenty of experience in the bush, but never stabbed a mouse in the head with a knife. Does stabbing a mouse in the head define the Australian woman? I fucken hope not. Does the beer afterwards taste good? Yes it does.
double chuckles for entendre and awful visuals
 
This is true, I'll kill and butcher a sheep no probs, but I sat there gagging while my wife patiently held a two day old lamb* and carefully picked off the dozens of tiny maggots that were slowly eating their way through the stub of it's umbilical cord.


*Not native, but it was born here so it had automatic citizenship.

I have a spray for that. Not sure I could pick off maggots... they're just a little too gross, even for me.
 
you big bully. :mad:


double chuckles for entendre and awful visuals

If my cat would do her job, I wouldn't have to resort to this madness.
Sadly, she believes that once something has made it indoors (either on its own, or because she carried it in) then her job is done.

Field mice here are rather cute, really... it's just that they carry rabbit-fleas, and if they get hungry, they take a single bite out of everything before deciding what they might want to eat.
 
I have too many Australian relations... Before I went to Australia for a couple of years at the start of the 1960s I didn't know I had any. Then I found fifty spread around NSW, twenty or so in Victoria, half a dozen in NT and a few in WA.

Now I've been doing some family history research I know that all I met were just the tip of the iceberg. I have hundreds of relations spread across Australia, and my wife has about a hundred more mainly around Perth.

Good evening from the UK seaside.

Sensational. Plenty of places to crash when you come back. :)
 
First time ever!
I just ran after him till I cornered him down the end of the hallway, and then swiped out with my hand and somehow came up with it grasped in my fist!
I am both totally impressed with myself, and completely grossed out.
Then I figured since I already had it, I may as well dispatch it. I used a filleting knife and stabbed it in the brain.
I've washed my hands 6 times so far, and I can still feel the germs :eek:
Well, at least you didn't flush it down the toilet and put the film on Youtube.
 
I have a spray for that. Not sure I could pick off maggots... they're just a little too gross, even for me.

There was nothing handy at the time and yeah, unless they're being chopped up by the handpiece I'm not real fond of them.



For all the grossed out, how else was she supposed to kill it?
 
I think you have supported my point. Australian women are more capable than men think. Even if their knowledge is only how to deal with a snake bite that is more than many other countries' women.

And many of them enjoy beer and barbies...

PS. I couldn't stab a mouse in the head with a knife. I'd miss. But I was fairly good at killing snakes with a length of fence wire. If they left me alone, I'd leave them alone. But if a snake tried to attack me, my sheila or my mate, it would die.

Fence wire or nice length of chain, absolutely the safest way if it has to be done.
 
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