Seen on the side of a vehicle:
So — I can’t make up my mind.
Do you think these folks help with embarrassing personal grooming problems? Or is this who you call when someone’s harrassing you?
For those personal pests…
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Or, maybe when you want to teach your personal pest a new trick or two…
~EdT.
Hi, I’d like to introduce you to Donk (6’6″ of big and ugly). He is my personal pest control. If you stay here I will have to have him make you become less of a pest.
I think everyone could use one at some point or another.
“I don’t need a knife, I got a Donk” – Crocodile Dundee
At the same time I think I most boyfriends/husbands have been someone’s Personal Pest Control at some point. “EEEEEEK! There is a mouse/spider/roach/etc. Get rid of it!” I knew there was a reason she kept me around.