The Termite Trap

Here in New Orleans we are all familiar with the swarms. The time of year when you need to turn off all your lights inside and out because a deluge of hungry ass termites are descending on your rotting wood house for dinner.

When I got out of a meeting last night, I had to run from my car to my house because of the swarm and when I got inside they were everywhere – in my bed, in my calendar, on me, in my clothes, I was running around with a cigar lit hoping they would just all die.

Well, guess who moved in? That’s right, a gigantic colony of termites ate through the front facade of my house into the living room. They ate through the concrete stairs. They ate through the threshold. They ate through the mailbox.

Yes, folks I have termites and now $1146 lighter, I’m having them ERADICATED this week – hopefully sooner than later. Glory hallelujah – home ownership in the Gulf South is not as easy breezy as we’d like to believe.

Termites
Photo taken by Andre Perry May 19, 2015

2 Responses to “The Termite Trap”

  1. MUDD Says:

    FREEEEEEEEAKYYYYYY!!!

    Sorry for your misfortunes.
    Crossing fingers they’ll all be gone.
    Sending you sweet thoughts of abundance.
    Abundance of better days ahead. And cash.

    HA!

    LOVE YOU
    XOX

  2. Rachel Says:

    and abundance of sex – throw that into your prayers Mudd!

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