Do not fuck with me.

I ain't had a mouse in the house like for ever. I've got three four footed mouse traps you see. They even have a theme song:

I love them little mices,
mices is what I love to eat,
I bit there little heads off
and nibble on there tiny feet!

WhoooWaaa!



Comshaw
 
I ain't had a mouse in the house like for ever. I've got three four footed mouse traps you see. They even have a theme song:

I love them little mices,
mices is what I love to eat,
I bit there little heads off
and nibble on there tiny feet!

WhoooWaaa!



Comshaw

Lmaoooo!!!
 
All it takes is a pair of cats in your place.

No fuss cleanup.

No fuss cleanup? I hate litter boxes, or I would. Seriously.

I love cats but they're "almost" just as dirty. One of the last ones I had cleaned its paws in the toilet. I kept the little box in the bathroom, but ahh. I didn't like sitting on a wet toilet seat.
 
No fuss cleanup? I hate litter boxes, or I would. Seriously.

I love cats but they're "almost" just as dirty. One of the last ones I had cleaned its paws in the toilet. I kept the little box in the bathroom, but ahh. I didn't like sitting on a wet toilet seat.

The cat was potty trained?
 
No fuss cleanup? I hate litter boxes, or I would. Seriously.

I love cats but they're "almost" just as dirty. One of the last ones I had cleaned its paws in the toilet. I kept the little box in the bathroom, but ahh. I didn't like sitting on a wet toilet seat.

He wasn't cleaning paws he was drinking. One of my cats does the same thing.

Same cat was just in a fight with a big dog outdoors and has a bloody paw....hes resting now....have to keep an eye on him.
 
You know, you're not supposed to get near those mice without gloves on or even breath in the air next to them. Next time you do that, be more careful.
 
I didn't think washing paws in the toilet would be considered potty trained.

You don't do it, do you? :cool:

Not I, cats normally do not like water.

Oh well, what would you do if you were in bed and a cat greeted you?
 
Not I, cats normally do not like water.

Oh well, what would you do if you were in bed and a cat greeted you?

They usually want to get comfortable soon after they've done their "thing". No way. Not for me. Not in my bed.

But damn, my kids are begging for one. Just another expense.
 
I didn't get violent. All it took was a trap and a bit of cheese. I walked away for 5 minutes and snap. : )


Oh man, see? He trusted you...

I believe in the relocation program, myself...
 
The first time I killed a mouse in a mouse trap I was traumatized with guilt. He looked so cute and helpless in the trap. I went to a bar and gave my confession to the bar tender. I discussed with him the possibility of buying non lethal mouse traps, and letting the poor things lose in the woods.

Then I discovered that he (the mouse, not the bar tender) had been using my oven for his latrine. That hardened my attitudes towards mice in general. Now I have about ten unused traps waiting for them.
 
I just got confused. Explain. :eek:

It's called a Tin Cat. It's a live trap, where the mousey goes in to eat, has his snack, and then you take the whole box out and "relocate" the little guy to the outside where he belongs. He's alive, you're guilt free and everyone lives happily ever after...
 
The first time I killed a mouse in a mouse trap I was traumatized with guilt. He looked so cute and helpless in the trap. I went to a bar and gave my confession to the bar tender. I discussed with him the possibility of buying non lethal mouse traps, and letting the poor things lose in the woods.

Then I discovered that he (the mouse, not the bar tender) had been using my oven for his latrine. That hardened my attitudes towards mice in general. Now I have about ten unused traps waiting for them.

Yup, they certainly love ovens. Thank God I just got a new one and mouse traps are set everywhere.
 
I ain't had a mouse in the house like for ever. I've got three four footed mouse traps you see. They even have a theme song:

I love them little mices,
mices is what I love to eat,
I bit there little heads off
and nibble on there tiny feet!

WhoooWaaa!



Comshaw

flyswatter~the eels

Little field mice
Living under the house
Never eating much
Tough life for a mouse
And if you think you're
Gonna be spared
You're wrong

Field mice, head lice
Spiders in the kitchen
Don't think twice 'bout
Whatever keeps you itchin'
Ice water, flyswatter
Gonna get you through
The day

Heat is rolling in like
Hell's red rug
Stinking like the
Breath of Beelzebub
And if you think you won't
Walk on coals
You will

Field mice, head lice
Spiders in the kitchen
Don't think twice 'bout
Whatever keeps you itchin'
Ice water, flyswatter
Gonna get you through
The day
 
It's called a Tin Cat. It's a live trap, where the mousey goes in to eat, has his snack, and then you take the whole box out and "relocate" the little guy to the outside where he belongs. He's alive, you're guilt free and everyone lives happily ever after...

Far away in the woods or something, understood. But since it's so cold, it'll wonder back and be a pest in somebody else's house. At least it wouldn't be in my house but think of all the germs this critter would be spreading. Eek!
 
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