My late mother in law hated the squirrels constantly eating out of her bird feeder. HATED them. We live in her old house now. On Saturday one of those SOBs was SWINGING on the feeder like he owned the place. So I grabbed a Nerf Rival with one foam bullet, slipped around the side yard, point, deep breath, squeeze - POW. Caught that squirrel SQUARE in the ass. It tumbled to the ground and ran like the fires of Hell were licking its tail. Hasn’t been back since.
Marge, wherever you are,


