I have invented the ultimate slug killer. Its a miniature land mine, still in the early development stage. I have halted work on it until my jack Russel (Danny) comes back from the vets after he stupidly stood on my first attempt. I envisage something the size of a hearing aid battery with a tiny explosive charge. I dream of sitting in the garden in the evening and listening to the tiny explosions and the sight of a mangled slug being propelled skywards. I will get there just you see. Alternativly a device similar to a trebuche (Imagine a reverse mouse trap) which will launch the slimey swine clear across the garden into my neighbours patch. My wife thinks I have obssesive compulsive disorder.
Earlier attempts have been a dismal failure, I investigated using weed/pot to get the little blighters stoned out of there minds but it just gave them all the munchies and they ate my entire crop of lettuce in one night.
Bill
Earlier attempts have been a dismal failure, I investigated using weed/pot to get the little blighters stoned out of there minds but it just gave them all the munchies and they ate my entire crop of lettuce in one night.
Bill
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