It was funny and good times when someone enquired as to what a certain sound was - at first we thought it was the cat playing with a toy, but it was making a lot of noise.
Well, the cat had a toy alright... a BAT!
As if it was fate, a phone rang moments after we discovered what was making the noise...
'NanaNanaNanaNana
NanaNanaNanaNana
(you guessed it...)
BatMan!'
It was Ring-a-Wing delivering the wings that someone had ordered.
(that's right, there is a place that delivers wings like pizzas!)
Stereotypically, the girl and gay boy whose apartment it was were freaked out and pretty useless. Of the two straight boys, one was freaked out that we were all going to get rabies, while the other was willing to smash it to pieces with a tennis racquet.
I'm not going to lie, it was a fiasco with lots of screaming and some googling how to get a bat out of your house. Nevertheless, I was the level-headed one - securing a garbage pail and a monopoly board to cover the open end. With the tennis-racquet boy backing me up and rabies-fearing guy passing me the monopoly board, I captured the bat and released him back into the wild - only screaming once during the ordeal.
In conclusion, tonight was fun, but all in all, I wouldn't want to be a professional bat-removal specialist.
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