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by Jerry Whorebach 02/06/2008, 2:24pm PST |
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They ghetto blast rap music at all hours of the night, smash their liquor bottles on my front walk and cat-call my female visitors (mum). Short of stealing the pairs of small off-white eggs they keep leaving until they get the hint, I don't know what to do. I read in Modern Bride magazine that rice makes their bellies explode, so I tried dumping some of that out there, but I think it must be an old modern wive's tale because the only thing that's exploded is their population. Help me, Caltrops, you're my only hope! |
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