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As some of you know, my profession is pest control / wildlife management.
Due to the "nature" of my job, some years ago I made a pact with myself, that
I wouldn't kill anything that I wasn't paid too.
It stayed dry long enough for me to get the grass cut today
I say long and yep it was bloody long too.
The mower "grounded" a few times, that weird, it doesn't usually do that :shrug:
Once I'd finished, it became apparent that I had been invaded by ants!
3 ant hills the size of dinner plates! b****r!
I was about to "renege" on "my pact", and liberally apply something like "Bendiocarb".
Then I thought, hang on, there is more than one way to skin a cat.
Lets get some methoprene (growth inhibitor) in there.
So here we have it then, hatched into a life of servitude, hunting and gathering,
working their little socks off,for the good of the colony.
As a few weeks pass, the the teenage years arrive.
The hormones start to rage.
They are now hoping to get laid for all the past hard work.
Uh Oh, can you just see the dissapointment of their little faces?
not being able to hit sexual maturity? I can
The moral of the story? you wanna screw? then don't screw with me
Due to the "nature" of my job, some years ago I made a pact with myself, that
I wouldn't kill anything that I wasn't paid too.
It stayed dry long enough for me to get the grass cut today
I say long and yep it was bloody long too.
The mower "grounded" a few times, that weird, it doesn't usually do that :shrug:
Once I'd finished, it became apparent that I had been invaded by ants!
3 ant hills the size of dinner plates! b****r!
I was about to "renege" on "my pact", and liberally apply something like "Bendiocarb".
Then I thought, hang on, there is more than one way to skin a cat.
Lets get some methoprene (growth inhibitor) in there.
So here we have it then, hatched into a life of servitude, hunting and gathering,
working their little socks off,for the good of the colony.
As a few weeks pass, the the teenage years arrive.
The hormones start to rage.
They are now hoping to get laid for all the past hard work.
Uh Oh, can you just see the dissapointment of their little faces?
not being able to hit sexual maturity? I can
The moral of the story? you wanna screw? then don't screw with me

