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When I was young one flew into our house and my dad knocked it out with a tennis racket and tossed it outside...not sure if it lived
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Completely OT, but Bat related.
When I was in New York a few months ago, I was saw a bat on the street. It looked like a baby bat that some how got caught in the day light. It was on the sidewalk and looked wounded or something. A few ppl stopped by to look at it, it seemed the bat was going to die. |
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I used to live in a very old house and this was a common occurrence, I hated the things, luckily I had friends that enjoyed killing them.. I would usually call for backup and we would strap up with paintball masks, and racquetball rackets.
another thing we did if they were landed.. airsoft guns.. serious bat pwnage to follow if you have a good one... we were told the best practice is to wait til they land on a wall and put a coffee can over them. note: this was all while I was in high school.. this happened many many times that episode of the office had me laughing to tears because of all the memories |
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[ QUOTE ]
Completely OT, but Bat related. When I was in New York a few months ago, I was saw a bat on the street. It looked like a baby bat that some how got caught in the day light. It was on the sidewalk and looked wounded or something. A few ppl stopped by to look at it, it seemed the bat was going to die. [/ QUOTE ] poetic |
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Good story mmbt0ne; here's mine, not proud of how much of a wuss I am... We have brave soldiers younger than me in Iraq and I am freaking out over a bat [img]/images/graemlins/confused.gif[/img]
My wife and I were watching Idol on DVR on the couch with my almost 3 year year old half asleep between us. Didn't know what was going on at first, ducking and weaving as it is flying around. My son is like "what's that? Birdie".. nothing major to him. Then my wife starts freaking out and then my little guy starts crying. Crap... now I have to be tough and figure this out. Get my wife and son to escape through a back door that is usually shut... then I turn into a complete wuss. Pillow in one hand and broom in the other (first things I could find). I am tip toeing around scared of my shadow and every noise, with the glade spray mist (goes off every 15 minutes or something) giving me a god damn heart attack. Opened 2 windows and the outside door. I was convinced he had went away until we saw the bastard again. I was alot more calm tonight. I have been reluctant to take a swing at it, didn't know if blood would splatter everywhere or he'd survive and I'd get a pissed off bat attack. Now I have to sack up and take a tennis racket to it I think. I am really not looking forward to it though. Fishing net sounds like it may do the trick also. Gotta be ready for the next visit. |
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call some buddies over, tell them to bring there own weapons and put a $20 ransom on the bat
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Mike: "I got an idea, okay? I'll open the fridge, you hit the lights. Bats are attracted to light. It'll fly in the fridge, I close the door, end of story."
Steve: "That's moths, you dumb-ass, not bats." |
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call some buddies over, tell them to bring there own weapons and put a $20 ransom on the bat [/ QUOTE ] Bats: The Most Dangerous Game |
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Bats are crazy.
When I was living in residence at university, I was out in the quad one night. I went to take a piss in the corner, so I start goin' and I hear this hissing noise, kinda like an air leak or something. I am fairly messed up at this point, so I'm sure it's nothing. I continue to piss, and am still hearing this hissing sound so I decide to investigate. Of course, there is a bat hanging on the wall right where I am pissing, drenched in my piss, still hissing. It is unable to fly and just lays there on the cement once I knock it down. That is the good part of the story, there is so much more to it than that, I just don't have the time or energy. Another bat story. There was a bat sleeping in my hunting cabin. I put on some gloves, grabbed it good and tight (too tight) and chucked it out the closest window. Of course, it couldn't fly or anything and was just screaming on the ground. Shortly thereafter it was squished by a boot. |
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just make sure it doesn't turn into a vampire, b/c then you got yourself a real problem.
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