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After the quiz practice, someone turned the Mets playoff game onto the TV in the room and the Mets fans flocked to it like Moths to a Bugzapper. They were held hypnotically entranced until the end of the inning, when they all dashed off to home to view the rest of it.
me & the girls in my backyard doing target practice w/ the bb gun (that's me having a crack at it). that's my dad's "shop" in view where he did various craftsmanlike things. and the bugzapper that smelled absolutely foul.
The blue smoke-alarm-sized thing behind my laptop case is the room's mosquito repellent thing. Replace the pads often enough and supposedly mosquitos don't like the smell. When I saw how ineffective that was, I went for the electric bugzapper. Forget the pair-of-AA's-powered one other friends had down the hall, this one delivered even higher voltages out of an integrated rechargeable battery and plugged directly into the wall for charging. Call me sadistic, but the PAHK noise & bright spark from a good shock made the thing so fun to use, there were times I actually wanted to find a mosquito or fly in the apartment. Just don't get your own finger with it by surprise. If you shock your own finger on purpose it's no big deal, you're expecting it, but anytime I picked it up too tightly from the wrong end and shocked my thumb, I'd drop it.