NON! TU NE DOIS PAS FAIRE MAL AUX ANIMAUX! NON ET NON

KoolEaze said:

Listen, the problem is this. Remove one (by killing or relocating) and another one just moves into that now open territory. That's what happens when you create a perfect living environment for an animal.

So the options are, just live with it or get rid of what is bringing them there in the first place.

Or construct a giant bubble around your house and keep everyone out of your oh so precious personal property.

or u can order a spider at orderaspider.com mission accomplished

KoolEaze said:

I did that at first, but they kept coming back.

And let me tell you - they do NOT eat enough mosquitoes and bugs to make a difference. One time, in the heat of the Great Frog War, I called the local garden/outdoor radio guys. I kept asking them, "How do I get rid of the frogs? Surely there's gotta be some chemical I can put in my pond that makes frogs go away." (See? I took the humanitarian route first!) But all they kept saying was, "Why would you want to get rid of frogs? Frogs are ben-eeeee-ficial." (That was the way they pronounced it.)

That was a load of bull, no pun intended. Frogs are NOT beneeeeeficial to sleep, and they do NOT eat enough mosquitoes to make any kind of difference at all.

And let me be clear - even when I killed the frogs, at least I gave them a fighting chance. What I would do is catch them in a plastic jug, take them out to the street, and throw them up as high as I could. If they could fly, they were free! If not, they suffered a painless, quick demise due to gravity. Usually.

I have to admit, though, that I don't have the jug any more, and there's a lot more squashing involved. You don't want to know the details.

Fury said:

RodeoSchro said:

sick fuck

nakedpianoplayer said:

Well, you are welcome to come over and collect the frogs yourself. I will leave the back gate open for you!

So now the frogs' fate is in YOUR hands. You show up - they live. You don't - squish!

We evolved from frogs, in essense you are killing humans. Murder!

Makes me want to re-inact that scene from ET.

That was disturbing to read. I could never kill a frog .

2freaky4church1 said:

Maybe YOU evolved from a frog, but I didn't!

Anyway, I am curious how many of these holier-than-thou types that are defending the poor little froggies are going to have a steak or fish to eat tonight.

RodeoSchro said:

I ate turkey sammiches w/cheese. Its too hot to cook and i told you to get predatory animal that eats frogs.... like an owl.

Serious said:

I didn't think I could either, but it gets easier each time you do it.

I really did try, for two years, everything I could to peacefully remove Mr. Frog and his buddies, but they would not play fair. Not only would they come back, but they got MEAN about it.

Keep in mind, this is summertime in Houston - it's HUMID. So every time I'd get these frogs, I'd have to take another shower before going to bed (I always shower right before bed, so this would be an extra shower).

So anyway, in the second year, the frogs developed a two-pronged attack on my peace. Four or five would start croaking about 11:30. I'd go find them, scoop them up, release them onto the golf course, and shower once again. But not ten minutes after I'd lay my head down, Wave Two of the dastardly frogs would appear!

There would be two or three of them that had laid back - don't tell me frogs aren't mean! So I'd have to get up, hunt THEM down, release them, shower AGAIN, and finally hit the sack for good. This was usually around 1:00 - 1:30 AM. RodeoSchro was NOT happy.

So, after being as nice to the frogs as I could, I decided it was them or me. I didn't know how to kill a frog. Stepping on them was out of the question (at the time, not now). I thought, what is the answer to all problems? Chemicals!

You know that wasp spray? It'll take a wasp down in mid-air immediately. Instant Wasp Death. I figured, that has to be a touch-free way to kill the little croaking buggers!

Yeah, right! The frogs LOVED that stuff! They'd actually stop and open their mouths when they saw it! "Give us more, give us more!" I am not kidding.

So then I knew I had to resort to superior physical force. Again, I didn't want to squish the amphibious criminals, so I decided I would gig them. "Gigging" means stabbing them with a long pointy stick.

I had no long pointy sticks, so I got the longest screwdriver I could find, and hunted me a frog.

I found one nestled in the rocks. He was looking up at me, mocking me as only a frog can. I took a deep breath, drew back my screwdriver, and...BLAM!

OUCH! SHIT SHIT SHIT!

The hole the frog was in was deeper than my screwdriver was long! The only thing that stopped my hand's downward motion was a big rock! But I wounded the peckerwood, and was able to finish him off.

It was distasteful, and that was when I decided to not actually kill frogs, but perform scientific experiments on them. Sadly, I never did find a frog that could fly.

Some of them bounced pretty good, though.

paintedlady said:

Owls are louder than frogs!

See, you can't go down a slippery slope like that. It'll only end with me battling wolves or coyotes or alligators.

RodeoSchro said:

So what's the problem with squishing alligators? You could make some real $$$ off the footage... its like a win win.

muirdo said:

noimageatall said:

looks like those crocs and snake are gonna get to her before the frogs do.

this wouldn't be a problem if the Shro cooked them up to eat after


yum yum!

RodeoSchro said:

Seen any tadpoles in the pond?

Why not buy a fan or something and create a white noise barrier. I learned to do that in college or I'd have killed a couple of roommates.

ZombieKitten said:

that disgust...

SUPRMAN said:

LOL, no. Thank God.

lazycrockett said:

Because that would have been admitting defeat to the frogs - unacceptable!

Besides, you could probably drown out 1 or 2 of the devil-animals, but 8 - 10? No way.

I think this frog killer is just a lousy person all around. I mean what kind of person kills living things just because they don't like the sound they were created to make? There's a special place in hell for people like that.

OK, you bleeding-heart frog lovers - here's the update.

Just to give you context, remember - I have kept the frogs away from my pond for most of the last 10 years. But Monday night, inexplicably, a frog showed up at 11:30 PM.

However, I was too jacked-up on prescription cough syrup to get out of bed. So for probably the third or fourth time ever, I let the frog have the pond.

But I knew I had to get him or get him out, because as Suprman pointed out, if the frog mated and I got a pond full of tadpoles - BIG TROUBLE.

I was hoping it was a one-night deal only, since I still don't think there's any food for the frogs in my pond, but Tuesday night, he was back. Even though I had taken MORE cough syrup than I had Monday night, I knew what I had to do. So I got up, donned my frog-fighting gear, and entered the battle.

But the vegetation around my pond was too thick, and the little demon wouldn't climb out of it and onto a rock, where I could...you know.

So, while waiting him out at 1:00 AM, I started this thread. PanthaGirl kept me occupied until the frog went to sleep. The frog set a World Frog Survival Record of two days in RodeoSchro's pond.

Yesterday I cleared out all the brush around the pond. I wanted to control the battlefield. If the cute little spawn of Hell showed up, he'd have nowhere to hide.

But there was another possibility - maybe the overgrown weeds and flora were some sort of frog-attracting environment. Maybe, by clearing all the junk, I would make the environment unacceptable for frogs.

And that's what happened. The Lone Frog didn't show up last night. Hopefully, he's gone for good.

So guess what? All you people that said I was a sicko - the frog lived! Aren't you happy now?

I accept your apologies.

Dayclear said:

It's great to be at the top of the food chain!

ZombieKitten said:

I think these are too small to yield anything tasty. It's hard to believe something so small can be so loud.

I have had frog legs once, though. It was at Caesar's Palace in Las Vegas, and on the menu they were called "Nymph's Thighs at Dawn".

Tasted like chicken.

RodeoSchro said:

LOL Nice one mate..

RodeoSchro said:

Poor froggy didn't know how close he came.


I honestly can't believe you can just kill the frogs like that. I really do find it horrible.