Poll: Gophers

I've got gophers in my yard now, living under my utility shed. I suppose they moved in to compliment the moles burrowing tunnels. So now I'm polling the all-knowing beeb to determine what to do about 'em.

 

explosives and a video camera

 

call this guy...

 

55 gallons of diesel and a torch?

 

:up:

 

I vote explosives and a video camera, but this may be an entertaining alternative.

http://www.dogbegone.com/video.html

 

Smoke Bombs will cause them to exit from under or out of any hole. Then you sit back with your shotgun and put'em down.:up:

 

A large caliber, high powered varmint rifle will turn them inside out. Be sure to take video.
If that makes you queasy, poison peanuts will work.

 

Kill one and display it to the others as an example

 

Jay, kill only the ones that don't dance

 

I've got a ground hog burrow in the woods behind my house
and that fat bastard is tearing up the wife's garden
I've heard good things about this

http://www.critter-repellent.com/groundhog/groundhog-repellent.php

Hopefully it works

 

"License to kill gophers by the government of the United Nations. Man, free to kill gophers at will. To kill, you must know your enemy, and in this case my enemy is a varmint. And a varmint will never quit - ever. They're like the Viet Cong - Varmint Cong. So you have to fall back on superior intelligence and superior firepower. And that's all she wrote."

 

i can't speak for Jay, but I'd be in trouble when it came to that superior intelligence part.









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AR+frangibles.

 

"excuse me if I am wrong, but if I kill all the golfers, they are going to lock me up and throw away the key".

 

"So I jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I'm a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one - big hitter, the Lama - long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga... gunga, gunga-galunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness." So I got that goin' for me, which is nice. " -Carl

 

largest caliber you have access to + video camera + youtube =

 

I voted for the phone-a-friend option. could not be a better resolve than a 12 of yuengling, a camera, and buckwild with a broom....guns would just take the fun out of it.

 

"Oh, GOPHERS. We can do that. We don't even need a reason."

 

Let some snakes loose in your back yard.