Come tomorrow.....

.....these puppies is goin' down.

I was alerted to this potential threat by daughter Kendra. They are located on the outside of a computer room window, which, while preferable to being located on the in-side of a computer room window, are not, in the overall scheme of things, part of my preferred geoterritoial short-range living plan. In other words, they are too stinkin' close to the door.

Just today I casually laid my hand on the porch railing, smack on top of one. He/she chose to fly off. This time. Tomorrow or the next day, I may not be so lucky.

And that's why, those guys are gonna be toast! Cream of Wheat. Paper Wasp Pabulum.

*quick exhalations*

"OH yeah. You guys be soooooo bad! But you're gonna be history, see?"

(I'm trying to pump myself up, psychologically)

"You can wave your little wings all you want, see? 'Cause you is goin' down, baby! Ma is takin' you OUT! And we ain't talkin' date, baby. No suh!"

*stalks off to pump iron*

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