We've been having issues with our basement recently being overpopulated with crickets. Like, not even kidding. At any given time you could walk down to the basement and see at least 5 crickets.
I was able to live in complete denial of this until our wonderful plumbing spit out some wonderful sewage slime all over our wonderful basement... which sent all our wonderful little cricket friends to find shelter on the main and second floor of our wonderful PMQ.
Just wonderful.
Crickets chillin' in the sink. Crickets hangin' by the stove. Crickets hiding under the area rug. Crickets every.fuckin.where.
After walking around with a cricket corpse on a
paper towel Tuesday night and yelling "BE WARNED LITTLE BITCHES!", the
house was significantly quieter on Wednesday evening. This proves that my plan to
spike little cricket heads on toothpicks by the front door wasn't such a
crazy idea.
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