I remember hearing about the rice thing when I was 11. Seemed pretty cool.

Now though I think surely there's a less painfull way to wipe the fuckers out... not a nice way to go.

I had the same problem in the summer when I was working lates... at about 3-4am the sun wud start to come up and light my uncurtained loft bedroom... the window would be open because the roof heats up in the summer and makes the room like an oven.

There'd always be some fucking bird on my chimney singing away... wish I had a bb to shoot hte fucker