Pest Prevention Enthusiast Gifts

Bed & Bedbugs.

'I'm not going to remind you again, Harold. Now, go get the garbage and bring it in here.'

"Take my hand, my love, and come with me to the cabin, where we can explore each other's naked bodies for ticks."

'Hey buddy, got any bad breath mints?'

Flies up the ante!

"Don't worry, it's not rabies: It's normal for me to foam at the mouth..."

'The Hunt family have solved the problem of the fire ants.'

Organic foods stand manned by stallholder using fly spray.

Superintendent

'Call the health inspector! The kitchen has a Brussels sprouts infestation.'

'How long did you try before calling?'

There was a nasty bug going around.

'OK, here are the rules: We can't be seen by humans and can't leave droppings around, otherwise, they'll close the restaurant...'

'I do some light mousework for them in return for room and board.'

Rabbits on Noah's ark

Priest fighting the Zika mosquito by getting rid of its standing water.

"The white powder is supposed to stop me, but I find it makes the leaves more delicious than ever."

'Triple your money back! 100% effective against pesticide resistant insects! Guaranteed!

'Oh, we aren't disturbing my husband. He's busy with mosquitos.'

"You, Stanley, are a complete disgrace to cockroaches everywhere."

'Seriously, honey, if there's a bug in the kitchen, just step on it!'

'Sorry, but sorting through garbage bins for food is pretty much what the future holds for you...'

"In a world where cockroaches are cute"

"The people next door eat a lot better."

'That must be the termite inspector.'

"I'm no zoologist, but that's not a deer in our garden."

'The local rat population are revolting!'

"Yes, it was a lovely meal wasn't it? I used a marvellous new caterer called 'pest control'."

'How much would you charge to kill my husband'

"We've licked the slug problem, Stan. No need for a beer trap tonight!"

Four fleas line up for a race on a dog: 'Hey, did you hear about Frank... he was scratched!'

'Sorry, no woodworm!'

'They're so obvious about it.'

"My God―they're heading for the delphiniums!"

“At what point does it stop being just moths, and start being Pestilence?”