After spotting yet ANOTHER Black Widow spider tonight (is that six or seven this summer?), I called up my favorite ChemicalMan, Mr. John Cardall. He's ChemicalMan because he owns a pool-cleaning company that has franchises in the western states, and he's that guy who's out spraying the lawn/house/whatever pretty much weekly with whatever gets the job done. He's also an adopted dad to me, willing to chat about the Lakers and Jazz or the recent Conference address. Guy's a stud.
I answered the door, and he said, "Okay, let's kill stuff. I brought this awesome foam spider killer. They don't stand a chance. It's almost not fair."
Seriously. We need men. We need men to slay our dragons, and spiders are my dragons.
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3 comments:
My dragons are the huge roaches in Hawaii which Jake is a pro at destroying.
Amen sister. I need to get a hold of that killing foam. I need to buy a bucket load on the black market or something. Did it work?
Karly, the foam was fantastic! I think John killed eight or nine Black Widows that night; not one of them survived TheFoam. I'll find the name of it and let you know.
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