The occasional cucaracha

[burntfrijoles]

Advion. Look it up

 

[Toto'sDad]

Another thing about cockroaches again, I'm talking California, but there must be at least five hundred million cucarachas living in the sewers of California. (Probably more) If it were not for the safeguards built into toilets and sinks the inhabitants would lose the battle with La Cucaracha altogether!

 

[Toto'sDad]

I have it on very good authority that when BT and Cynthia were questioned about the possibility of La Cucarachas being in their neighborhood, they replied if they live here, they gotta pay the HOA fees just the same as everyone else.

 

[jhundt]

yet another TDPRI thread that is all about killing other living things that we find 'unpleasant'. Haven't we already killed off all the bugs, birds, spiders, snakes, coyotes, wolves, etc etc?

 

[jhundt]

Summer is here, and the fruit flies are abundant. All the neighbors are trying to kill them. I have noticed that they like to hang out in one corner of my kitchen, and they do no harm at all to anything.

This morning I tipped over a beer can to drain the dregs before recycling. Two flies fell out. One was dead already. The other was pretty messed up, probably drunk as a skunk! I grabbed the fly-swatter, and slipped it under the drunk fly, and set him outside so he could sober up. He'll probably fly back into the house some day to annoy me... but that's just life, I guess.

 

[P-Nutz]

I believe Borax will kill them as well. It is a salt of boric acid. Another good thing to add is diatomaceous earth. It will kill most any insect that walks through it indirectly by destroying the exoskeleton joint seals and causing the critter to dehydrate to death. And it is essentially non-toxic, though I personally wouldn't make a meal of it. Good for flea infestations as well. They don't have to eat it, just walk around in it.

Robert’s your mother’s brother on Borax and fleas … just ask my three cats!

 

[WireLine]

Of course...we won't talk about when I lived in Hawaii late 70s early 80s when I discovered that roaches not only outnumbered people...

They could fly.

 

[stxrus]

They are called mahogany birds in some places.

 

[canteytoque]

Yeah, borax is similar. I bought a big bag of the stuff to deal with ants. You mix it with warm water and sugar, soak little balls of wadded-up paper towel and let the ants swarm over them for a few days, changing the balls for new ones as they dry out. Keeps them at bay for a few weeks.

I bought about a half a kilo of borax in a transparent plastic bag without any writing on it. Looked like the biggest bag of coke anyone had ever seen. So, of course I stopped at a particular bar on my way home, flopped the bag down on a table and said, "Look what I've bought!" Three friends' eyes went wide, two of them actually walked away in a hurry and the third just stood there stammering.

 

[fenderchamp]

There's nothing quite like stepping on one in your bare feet. I'd rather stub my toe hard in the middle of the night on a bleary-eyed trip to the toilet.

I've lived in apartment buildings where they were everywhere. People in one building would use a fogger, and the cockroaches would migrate en masse to the building next door: a living, crawling carpet of nastiness, and all you could do was watch in horror.

On my first day as a tenant in one of those apartments, I was going over the place, admiring the coat of gleaming, white paint that the landlord had applied to the interior a few days before I moved in. I discovered he'd painted right over more than one of the little buggers.

now I feel like I need to re-watch breaking bad

 

[fenderchamp]

Summer is here, and the fruit flies are abundant. All the neighbors are trying to kill them. I have noticed that they like to hang out in one corner of my kitchen, and they do no harm at all to anything.

This morning I tipped over a beer can to drain the dregs before recycling. Two flies fell out. One was dead already. The other was pretty messed up, probably drunk as a skunk! I grabbed the fly-swatter, and slipped it under the drunk fly, and set him outside so he could sober up. He'll probably fly back into the house some day to annoy me... but that's just life, I guess.