Knuckle Dragger
Rascal *****
I have nothing too add, except a story.
Im from Seattle, we have rats and mice but no bugs worth worrying about.
I also lived in Arizona for several years and was not used to this type of thing.
Well, one morning at about 4 friggen am, my ex wakes me up screaming "Theres a scorpion in the kitchen"
"Get up, do something!!!!
So I put on the steel toe Redwings and went out in my boxers ready to battle the little *******.
No sign of him, Im concentrating and peeking and peering into little spaces..
And the cat walked behind me and brushed the back of my leg with his tail.
I screamed like a little girl, "eeeehh!!!
and jumped so high I took out the florescent light fixture in the ceiling.
Not my proudest moment
Since we're sharing stories LOL
I'm sitting at my desk ordering parts and while on hold I look up at the ceiling and see a small bark scorpion hanging off light right over my head by one claw. I wasn't thrilled since I was on hold. I point it out to my coworker and he starts to freak out a bit. He gets me to hang up and we go out to the shop, I grab broom and he grabs a square shovel. We go back in the office and I bush the scorpion off the ceiling with the broom and my coworker slams the shovel on top of it when it hits the ground. I'm not talking about a simple whack. He hits this thing with a complete over the head slam so hard his feet come off the ground. It was like watching an old time Looney Tunes cartoon type smack down. The force of that shovel hit liquefied the scorpion and sent squishy scorpion bits all over the office, me, him etc. I was a bit shocked and about died laughing and I got the crap off my face.
I never told him about scorpions anymore. I just killed them or swept up the dead ones myself and kept it quiet LOL.