Bat, man.
I was playing some Super Mario Odyssey a couple o weeks ago, suddenly a bat appeared in the room. Little fucker was all panicked flying around the lamp.. Must have crawled down the chimney like god damn Santi Claus because all windows and doors were closed..
1st I thought it was Count Dracula or some shit, better get em wooden spikes ready. But then I realized I ate a bunch of garlic that day, so Dracula won't be a problem.
Then I thought oh shit, it's COVID 2021. But then I wasn't gonna eat the damn thing without cooking it first. Or not at all, 'cause ain't much to eat on a bat. Only eat bad if you have like 12 and you can pretend they are like chicken wings. Even then prolly not 'cause you know, I don't know about eating bat, man.
Then I figured I'd just shoot the damn thing with a shotgun, but then I'd have to fill up the holes in the wall and paint the damn thing.. Plus clean up the whatever is left f a bat after a shotgun blast. Which most likely isn't that much.
So after about 30 minutes after the damn thing calmed down / got tired of flying around, I was able to trap it with a bucket and a cardboard lid. Catch and release, and I got it out alive.
And it didn't even poop like small birds tend to do when they panic. Which is good because I don't have a hazmat suit either.
I did order one from Wish dot com, but they sent me women's undies with fake silicone butt cheeks instead.
Close enough.
I was playing some Super Mario Odyssey a couple o weeks ago, suddenly a bat appeared in the room. Little fucker was all panicked flying around the lamp.. Must have crawled down the chimney like god damn Santi Claus because all windows and doors were closed..
1st I thought it was Count Dracula or some shit, better get em wooden spikes ready. But then I realized I ate a bunch of garlic that day, so Dracula won't be a problem.
Then I thought oh shit, it's COVID 2021. But then I wasn't gonna eat the damn thing without cooking it first. Or not at all, 'cause ain't much to eat on a bat. Only eat bad if you have like 12 and you can pretend they are like chicken wings. Even then prolly not 'cause you know, I don't know about eating bat, man.
Then I figured I'd just shoot the damn thing with a shotgun, but then I'd have to fill up the holes in the wall and paint the damn thing.. Plus clean up the whatever is left f a bat after a shotgun blast. Which most likely isn't that much.
So after about 30 minutes after the damn thing calmed down / got tired of flying around, I was able to trap it with a bucket and a cardboard lid. Catch and release, and I got it out alive.
And it didn't even poop like small birds tend to do when they panic. Which is good because I don't have a hazmat suit either.
I did order one from Wish dot com, but they sent me women's undies with fake silicone butt cheeks instead.
Close enough.