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I'm sure the cats were a little wary of you after that, too.

KC5AV wrote:I'm sure the cats were a little wary of you after that, too.

Only until the next meal time.

KC5AV wrote:I'm sure the cats were a little wary of you after that, too.

I'm O.K. with cats, but Mrs. Flintknapper HATES them. So, you can probably guess how many cats we have around here.

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Yeah, been there (1963)....facinating place.

I have a mouse story that none of ya'll will believe but I swear on my AR15 is true.

so, I lived in this apt in Denton when I first moved to "tha city" from West Texas. Not a bad place at all, but somehow we got a mouse. Little bugger would eat every thing he could find! The MangleMent sent out a BOLO on the aforementioned offender, and we all kept our peepers peeled for the perpetrator.

Well, life continued on, as it typically will, UNTIL, late one night, as I attempted to slumber, you guessed it, I heard a noise. Being the TactiCool individual that I was at the time, I reached for my Katana (I got it back in my Martial Arts, so cut me slack ). Upon entering the living room, which was connected to the kitchen, I continued to hear a noise coming from the pantry. Kind of a crunchy, crinkley sound, accompanied by the occasional squeak.

AH, HA!!!

I had found the bane our communal existence, and he was soon to be dealt with. I slowly opened the door of the pantry and saw HIM merrily munching away on my RAMEN NOODLES!!!!! The little... rassin' frassin'... rankin' stankin'....
So, I poked the box of Ramen (cause you gotta buy it by the case...) the disease-ridden scoundrel was sitting on when suddenly he leapt into the air like he's Indiana Jones, landed on the kitchen floor, and started to high-tail it to freedom.
like the trained (mall)Ninja that I am, in one fluid motion I swung the katana in an arc and embeded the blade into the linoleum, slicing right through the rodents neck. he twitched twice and died, a small pool of red edged out from under him.

our Rodent threat had been neutralized. Tango down.
After solemnly disposing of the "body," (cause, you know, we warriors do that for each other...) I informed the Apt Office that I had ended the great Mouse Epidemic of 2002. They summarily sent me a thank you card, which I should have framed as proof of The Great Deed.



the preceding story is true in it's entirety, to the best of my recollection. all puns are intended. if I'm lyin', I'm dyin'.

Uh-Ohhhh………I bet this ain’t good!

GONE!

flintknapper wrote:

KC5AV wrote:I'm sure the cats were a little wary of you after that, too.

I'm O.K. with cats, but Mrs. Flintknapper HATES them. So, you can probably guess how many cats we have around here.

Wait... what? A woman who doesn't like cats?

RHenriksen wrote:

flintknapper wrote:

KC5AV wrote:I'm sure the cats were a little wary of you after that, too.

I'm O.K. with cats, but Mrs. Flintknapper HATES them. So, you can probably guess how many cats we have around here.

Wait... what? A woman who doesn't like cats?

That surprised me as well! All the mice catching at my house is done with a dixie cup and a paper plate I then have to set the lil buggers free in my neighbors yard