And the parents.
Even the ants (sort of).
The idiot, not so much.
And the parents.
Even the ants (sort of).
The idiot, not so much.
Fire ants?
Maybe a NAPL ping; and/or Sad Kitty ping.
A most unfortunate last name for this young man. “Douche”.
His parents will never let this go. My Dad sure wouldn’t have.
He would have brought it up in the future as a family joke told at Thanksgiving. Years from now, they’ll be laughing about it. The story will be retold with everything greatly exaggerated.
He should have used diatomaceous earth. This is a sad story.
Devon’s first response to the Fire Chief; “I don’t know what happened. It worked fine on Youtube. Maybe I should have watched the video all the way to the end.”
Did he get the ants?
What a complete idiot. Those poor trapped kitties and dog. My heart goes out to their pain and terror.
Ants could drive a person to do this.
One summer, we had an ant problem, and my kids joked, “Maybe we should burn the house down. To kill the ants.”
There is a Henry Mancini song somewhere in this thread.
He had to destroy the house to save it.
Diazinon used to work quite well but you can’t buy that anymore. Too bad—the ants used to grab it, drop it and go nuts. Another would come by, grab it, and go crazy. It worked like a charm. Just like government always dictates, everything that works good must be taken away.
When someone burns down their house it’s usually over a spider.
21
living in parents basement
maybe a little wacky weed involved here?
Why did he want to burn his parents house down? And who taught the pets how to kill ants? Confusing title, perhaps I shall read the article.
Decades ago I read of a woman exhausted by her battle with roaches in her aging New York brownstone appartment. She set off something like six anti-roach aerosol “roach bombs” meant to flood the zone with pesticide and she left the apartment. Sadly, she failed to turn off the pilot light and the apartment exploded and the entire block went up in flames with secondary gas explosions etc. As firemen were climbing over and through the rubble, they could see roaches running every which way....
I Love the Smell of Napalm in the Morning
Watch out you might get what you’re after
Boom babies strange but not a stranger
I’m an ordinary guy
Burning down the house