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Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Bugs the Shit Out of Me.

Yersa:  Exterminator Extraordinare

This is how I've been spending my leisure time, yo.  I have these nasty ass beetles that keep cropping up.  Now, I'm not a bug-phobic girly type, however, I do like to have a clean, preferably infestation-free domicile.    At first I thought these little bastids were cute.  I'd name them, take a few photos, set them free, etc.  But I'm over it!  So in my on-line searches for Have-A-Heart beetle boobie traps, I came upon the most fucked up photo of a spider I've ever seen.  And holy shit. I realize that not everyone here has a fear of spiders, but do you really need to have a pantie-wetting phobia to be freaked out by this:



Yeah. It's eating a bird. That it caught in it's web. OK, so I looked it up and the bird is only the size of a finch, meaning that the spider pictured is approximately the size of a dinner plate, give or take a like it fucking matters. They're getting bigger people, and before you know it some guy who thinks he's cool will figure out a way to train one, then the government gets involved for the weapon potential, and game fucking over. I realize they play a vital part in our planet's ecosystem; however, the brand of genocide I'm proposing is just for the really big ones. Think about it -- would you miss them? 

You gonna give this thing a treat when it comes crawling up your leg? Hell no. You would beat it to death with your mother if that's what it took. If I have to, I'll involve the creationists in this. They killed all the dinosaurs, so I doubt a few hundred thousand eight-legged tools of Satan is going to be a big deal. Have-A-Heart this!   I'll keep my beetles.

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