Cursed Little Bastards

ugh these damn earwigs are irritating the hell out of me!!! I kill 5, throw away the paper towel, turn around, and there is 10 more. DAMN YOU BASTARDS, I only have so much poison to spray you with and make you die! I give up for the night now, but tomorrow you nasty little pariahs will not like my front patio anymore! Boric acid here we come!