Posted by Miss Marcia on February 28, 2000 at 21:43:18:
In Reply to: Problems in the Corncrib posted by She Who Tracks La Longue Carabine on February 28, 2000 at 19:35:55:
: Miss Marcia,
: I hesitate to tell ye this, cause I don't want ye unnecessarily concerned, but the door to yer corncrib is shut tight and barred from the inside, and I couldn't get in to get any corn for the hens. There appears to be somethin' or someone movin' about in there, but it's too dark inside to see through the slats. And to add to the strangeness, there's a mighty strong smell o' polecat comin' from the crib. 'Pears ye might could have a family o' polecats taken the place over, but I can't figure how they could have barred the door. What do ye want me to do about it?
POLECATS!!????!! Oh, say it ain't so, She!! Polecats in my corncrib!! A fine state of affairs, I must say! And smart enough to bar the door, eh? But not smart enough to figger we'd sniff 'em out, I warrant! They'll not be expectin' to be discovered, so's it should be easy to take care of them. At least, easy for a smart, woods-savvy, gun-totin' gal like yourself. I say: SHOOT 'EM!! SHOOT EVER' LAST ONE OF 'EM!! Poke your gun through the slats of that corncrib and blast the varmints clean to Kingdom Come! Then, fer good measure, toss in some of this here Popeil's SkunkBeGone poison, and then TORCH the place!! ARRRRRRRGHHHH! Polecats!! Ruinin' my corn! Oh, I feel faint, I do! Where's my fan? Where's my smellin' salts??
...Are they dead yet?? Well, what the heck are you just standin' there starin' at me for? Get on back down there & vaporize the lot of 'em, She! Hurry, hurry!!
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