so I went to the nursery to get something to take care of things.
The guy there is somewhat of a kindred soul. He understands my sarcasm.
He looked around to make sure no hippie dippie types or women were listening.
"You want some hippie product or just plain old napalm to fry the little bastards?"
In a minute I was coming home with something that I KNOW will do the job.
Adios, beetles.
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