I reckon that they're a bloody good investment Terry.
This one is a 50W lad and they reckon that any buzzin' bitie within a 40 metre radius can kiss it's arse goodbye.
As a rule, I don't like killing the wildlife, but when it comes to insects sniffing around while you're enjoying a cold beer, then the rules change.
That includes those stinkin' Cane Toads too.
Geez, those buggers are out and about now since the weather has changed.
Last night I drilled a couple of fat fcukas in the garden.
I'll see if I can get a picture of one of the sneaky bastards for you mate.
They're as ugly as a hat full of arseholes.
Christ, even the ex looks like a princess compared the ol' toad.
Pisses me off.