There is one thing women don’t do , can not do or ever will do: Kill bugs. Women can not bring themselves to ever kill a bug. I wish someone would explain that to me.
What woman? I kill bugs, my cats kill bugs, what’s the problem?
We don’t like the part where the squishy innards pop out. Ewww!!!
Also, we like our men to be our heroes and squish those big hairy scary bugs for us. It’s a turn-on. You guys should just enjoy basking in our adulation after killing bugs for us. Beats having to clobber a cave bear or saber-toothed tiger!
There is one thing women don’t do, can not do or ever will do: Kill bugs. Women can not bring themselves to ever kill a bug. I wish someone would explain that to me.
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Mine will. She will call me if I’m home, otherwise she will go after bugs - and scorpions - with a broom. She will tell me about her battle later in great detail.
Honestly - I’d pay to see her swinging that broom.
I CAN kill bugs-—and scorpions—and spiders.
And used to ride my horses packing (open carry) a .38 with snake shot.
One spring, killed 7 or 8 snakes-— carried such for at least 20 years in the spring. Local park employee (12,000 + acres) asked WHY I was carrying.I told him. He told the 3 of us riding where they had found a passle of VERY large rattlers that spring—and told me I could shoot all of them I could find, as he laughed.
I also shot the 8 button 42” one on my property in 1994.
I have killed many a bug in my day. I killed 4 today and 6 yesterday. I’m calling the exterminator tomorrow.
Who are these women you know that do not kill bugs?
Guess again. 😈
The best thing for bug killing after my Venus fly trap, is the central vac.
https://www.hammacher.com/product/best-bug-vacuum
We do now.
I particularly like the zap as it is sucked into the electric thingy.
I can't explain it myself. I can tell you that I have a bug-removal kit consisting of a clear plastic cup and a flat plastic sheet about 5X7 inches, and I trap them under the cup, carefully scooch them over onto the sheet (carefully, so as not to break their tiny legs) and then out the back door we go and into the grass. My conscience is clear.
“There is one thing women don’t do , can not do or ever will do: Kill bugs.”
What about bats? On my honeymoon with my now ex-husband we rented a remote cabin in Maine. There was a bat in the bedroom. Hubby hid under the covers, and I got the bat with a big trash can.
(I did mention that he’s my EX,)
I pick them up in a piece of tissue and escort them outside (where at the present time they will freeze to death).
But I'll stomp a roach with my bare foot if I have to. Hate those nasty things.