fucking crickets
 

literally. :p

word spreads fast, i guess. over the last few hours, my garage has become the local cricket brothel. little exoskeleton-ated heathens never stop. and i can say with absolute certainty that there is a very loud, very conspicuous finale. :D

Obviously they've heard about your humpus bumpus room. :p

Any good videos of this? :roflmao:

No, but I can rub my legs together if you'd like. :D

Put out a dish of cornmeal and when they come to eat you can get rid of them.

You shouldn't fuck crickets.

You should eat them.

WW is musing over the memory of her very first "extra small" purse vibrator.

Four AAAA batteries, reasonably quiet (i.e. discrete in crowds, buses, street cars) and very good at making my eyes roll up into my head with all the appropriate moans, sighs, etc.

WW

PS

It was a "Cricket", in case you haven't guessed.

WW

Right! :D After they are so fat they can't jump, you just give them a slap into the garbage can. :hockey:

this guy has some great tips!!! I love the foreword! "I'll sing you a song while I eat your new prada accessories" http://www.getridofthings.com/getridofcrickets.htm
Also love the steps on the side!!!! ROFLMFAO!!!
Hope this helps!!! SF :huh:

you people are sick:p take video of their little sexual interlude? after a short scientific study of the situation, i deemed it unseemly to continue watching. besides, becoming a cricket voyeur would scare me. what if i liked it?

it didn't even occur to me to get rid of them. they're not really bothering me in the garage but if they got in the house, i'd have to mudalize 'em. i don't even need the cornmeal, though. i could just squish them mid-coitis. i'm sure the local farmers would thank me but it does seem pretty cruel. should i at least let jiminy finish before i stomp them?

crickets in large numbers smell horrible. Don't ask me how I know...

ok....

:p

Wyndhy.......... are they're legs up in the air when they make those squeaking noises? :D

Did you learn any new positions as you played voyeur?

coaster, the day a cricket can teach me somehting about sex is the very same day i become a nun. :p:D



is it a sort of chemical smell?

sort of, yes