Or is it words on play?
After the recent invasion of
s big enough to use a fat girls tampon as a toothpick, there have been many new methods of dealing with them flying about the place.Mainly because the buggers won't even fit under a pint glass for the catch and release method.
You can buy stuff that you spray all around the perimeter of your house, and it stops
s getting in. This sounds like a great idea... until you consider that technically, this would also stop the s getting OUT of your house, and realistically, they're probably already in there. Possibly tucking four of their legs in and prancing about in front of the mirror wearing your underwear.So short of just massacreing the monkeys as and when you see them, what options are left?
There's some gadget you can plug in that emits ultra-sonic sounds that the
s don't like. This makes them run out of the house like a bunch of Brittney Spears fans realising they've turned up to a death metal gig by Spear Brittney.Sounds good to me, but they're also pretty damn expensive. So that's out.
So imagine my surprise when my Mom produced a big bag of conkers.
Yes - conkers to conquer.
I'm not sure where she got it from, but she's been convinced that if you leave a handful of conkers in every room, it will repel
s.Spiders hate them.
Have any of you ever heard of this?
Is there any reason why they would hate conkers?
Well, I've been trying it just for the hell of it, and after a few days, admittedly I haven't seen any
s yet.Am I just as bloody mad as my Mum?
And if you want to join in this experiment - go get yourself a lod of conkers before the kids steal them!
It fucking scared the toad out of me first time i clocked it. I see them as stress relievers, sit there for a moment and think about inventive ways to end its annoying and ugly life. 
