double stoke!
i was picking strawberries in my patch w/ the radio playing fiona apple and i'm enjoying the day. the song changed to tori amos and i heard the unmistakable sounds of squirrel chatter.
if you know me, there's one thing i can't stand is squirrels. they're the vandals of my backyard garden.
they uproot hot pepper plants knowing damn well there's no forgotten nut under there, just spiteful like taggers.
so imagine my joy when i see one caught in my new squirrel trap!
i shot him 3 X at point blank range and tossed the corpse into a thicket as a warning to his freinds 'don't fuck w/ shark tits' jalops and tabascos.
[obese black neighbor lookin at me like what the fuck!?!]