Video at site. There may be inappropriate language in the video, but due to the accents, I couldn't tell.
Posted on 09/05/2017 4:59:47 PM PDT by nickcarraway
Look, I could explain this video to you. I could, but I won’t. Because that would ruin the two minutes of joy you are about to experience. All you need to know is there are some lovely Irish people, and their dog, and there is a bat flying around their kitchen. Get some headphones, position yourself in a space where you can ugly laugh with abandon, and have at it.
No bats were — we presume — harmed in the making of this video. (Actually we don’t know that at all, chances are good that bat died. Sorry bat, but accept our posthumous congrats for your work in the front-runner for the best comedy of 2017.)
Video at site. There may be inappropriate language in the video, but due to the accents, I couldn't tell.
Hilarious. I guess a few F words are understandable while chasing a bat.
I can make a list of things better than this video, a long list
What accent?
I got a good laugh. In the middle of it all, the dog pisses on the floor.
Funny; but I can’t figure out what he expected the little dog on the floor to do.
Loved this. It just got funnier and funnier.
Just listening to them was funny!
“He’s like MacGregor, he’s got no legs left!”
I died.
I’m with you.
I don’t think he actually used the F-word. He said fokit which I believe is a species of bat that only lives in Ireland.
OK, that was good for a giggle. Sounded like a scene out of Mrs. Brown’s Boys......*chuckle*
I was able to track the high-pitched noise it was making to the piano at the entrance to our hallway. There was a space between the back of the piano and the wall which evidently had allowed the bat to get inside the piano.
After much effort, we managed to move the piano sufficiently far away from the wall to expose the back of it. Only then did I realize that the sound wasn't coming from the back of the piano. Instead, it was coming from the heating system vent that was on the wall just to the side of the piano.
I was laying on my side, screwdriver in hand, beginning to take the vent cover off when I glanced up at the ceiling in the hallway and realized that there was no bat at all.
What we had been hearing was the high-pitched tone generated by our smoke detector indicating that its battery was too low. I'm now much more skeptical when I think I hear a bat in the house.
And yes ... I'm Irish.
If you want a job like this done right, get a cat.
Wow that cat deserves a nice can of sardines after that catch.
They didn't know what to make of them, until the first bat appeared one night.
I can't remember his response as to how the bats were getting in, and why didn't he just fix the source of ingress...but he said he got pretty good with an umbrella, instead of the lacrosse-like contrivance.
Hilarious. Only the Irish could put on a show like this :)
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