They should watch where they're going. (I seem to be turning into my parents.)
Ever shine a flashlight on one of them? They have little beady glowing eyes... They're probably aliens.
Which is why, after they smash into the windows and siding and they are sitting around on the porch going "What was that?" I don't feel a bit of guilt listening to their crunchypart crunch when sortofbyaccident they find themselves under my boot..
I really dislike is Japanese beetles. They attack zucchini plants.
And roses.
And peonies.
And a bunch of other stuff.
And their babies are just a bunch of ugly grubs.
Like, say, oBomba voters...