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Post by The Lazy One on Nov 21, 2010 18:01:45 GMT -5
Mmmmmmm. Delicious lawn salad.
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Post by Shane for Wax on Nov 21, 2010 20:36:13 GMT -5
I hope you aren't saying anything bad about homeschoolers in general. That sets me off being homeschooled for a year. Either way, what a little angel. *barf*
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Post by Aqualung on Nov 21, 2010 20:44:48 GMT -5
(my workplace is infested by a dozen species at least, even large animals like marmots and cats walk in some times, they don't seem impressed by all the humans) Where do you work, a lumberyard??
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Post by shykid on Nov 21, 2010 21:38:41 GMT -5
(my workplace is infested by a dozen species at least, even large animals like marmots and cats walk in some times, they don't seem impressed by all the humans) Where do you work, a lumberyard?? Dear God, hopefully not anywhere in the food-service industry. xP
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Post by Admiral Lithp on Nov 21, 2010 21:40:10 GMT -5
No. I could understand this being done out of curiosity, then the whole "empathy" thing setting in & causing the person to let the mouse go, or kill it, because I assume the mouse trap is for one of those things.
What I cannot understand is putting it in a plastic container & leaving it to wither away like that. Let's think here. If you held a baby in a way it didn't like or poked it in the stomach, would people probably let it slide? Now, would "I forgot about it" be an acceptable excuse for starving or suffocating it?
Yeah, there's a pretty big difference. If I said, "I gave my cat a gourmet steak with razor blades in it" & cited the fact that giving my cat a steak is a generous, loving act, that wouldn't make people forget about the fucking razor blades!
How could she even think that little misdirection would work?
The ONE time she didn't ask, "But why" is the ONE time it was applicable.
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Post by matante on Nov 21, 2010 22:14:01 GMT -5
Where do you work, a lumberyard?? Dear God, hopefully not anywhere in the food-service industry. xP Nothing like that XD A factory where we make ladders, hopefully none of our product will go in your mouth. Sometimes if you inspect the ladders closely, you can see shallow scratches; that's where we scrubbed poop out with steel whool. It's as clean as you can expect a ladder to be once it leaves the store, but still... don't put it in your mouth.
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Post by Thejebusfire on Nov 21, 2010 22:35:21 GMT -5
The second link doesn't work. The first one was pretty, meh...
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Post by Shane for Wax on Nov 21, 2010 22:39:02 GMT -5
Dear God, hopefully not anywhere in the food-service industry. xP Nothing like that XD A factory where we make ladders, hopefully none of our product will go in your mouth. Sometimes if you inspect the ladders closely, you can see shallow scratches; that's where we scrubbed poop out with steel whool. It's as clean as you can expect a ladder to be once it leaves the store, but still... don't put it in your mouth. But... I eat three ladders a day, one for every meal.
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Post by godlesspanther on Nov 21, 2010 22:49:02 GMT -5
Nothing like that XD A factory where we make ladders, hopefully none of our product will go in your mouth. Sometimes if you inspect the ladders closely, you can see shallow scratches; that's where we scrubbed poop out with steel whool. It's as clean as you can expect a ladder to be once it leaves the store, but still... don't put it in your mouth. But... I eat three ladders a day, one for every meal. Good source of fiber. Is this a religious thing? Are you a member of The Ladder Day Saints?
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Post by Aqualung on Nov 21, 2010 23:02:02 GMT -5
*groan*
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Post by Thejebusfire on Nov 21, 2010 23:07:53 GMT -5
I worked in a fast food resturant that had a bad cricket problem. I remember finding a few inside the fry grease.
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Post by Shane for Wax on Nov 21, 2010 23:47:38 GMT -5
But... I eat three ladders a day, one for every meal. Good source of fiber. Is this a religious thing? Are you a member of The Ladder Day Saints? *grabs her Taiswatter and dubs it the pantherswatter for 2 seconds. Swats godlesspanther* Bad pun.
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Post by shykid on Nov 22, 2010 0:41:20 GMT -5
I worked in a fast food resturant that had a bad cricket problem. I remember finding a few inside the fry grease. Nasty!
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Post by Napoleon the Clown on Nov 22, 2010 1:10:11 GMT -5
Good source of protein.
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Post by terri on Nov 22, 2010 5:34:20 GMT -5
At one of my previous jobs, glue traps were laid after mice were spotted in the building. One morning I heard what initially sounded like a bird chirping loudly. Tracing the sound, I discovered a mouse caught in one of the traps, screaming as it struggled against the glue. I could not free it without harming it further. That scream haunted my dreams. When mice invaded my house I bought a couple of Mice Cubes... plastic traps with doors that only swing inward. They trap the mice without harming or killing them. I let them loose far from the house.
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