They lose some points by being huge sissies about bats, but they gain some back by referencing the greatest Looney Tunes episode ever.

Why did you evolve to be so silly, bats? The hammer headed one is cute, though.

I once wrote a high school term paper on bats and their inherent bad rap... You have greater chance of getting rabies from a cute little chipmunk than a bat.

Also, guano? Makes for a good milkshake... Ok, i made that part up.

You poor fool! Wait till you see those goddamn bats ..

The My Little Pony Killer: They lose some points by being huge sissies about bats, but they gain some back by referencing the greatest Looney Tunes episode ever.

"You wouldn't hit a bat with glasses, would you?"

Paging Lou Diamond Phillips.

I don't care what anyone says, bats are some of the cutest mofo's in the animal kingdom.

Keizer_Ghidorah: I don't care what anyone says, bats are some of the cutest mofo's in the animal kingdom.

Even the ugly ones are usually ugly for cool reasons. Enhances their senses an' such.

Bats are awesome, they keep the nasty skeeter numbers low. Here's the cutest lil bat you will see all day Little Drac

Meh. link is slow as falk to load.

Growing up outside of Atlanta, there were a lot of little bats in the summertime. My friend and I would throw little pebbles up in the air which the bats mistook for bugs. They'd swoop down low enough that we could whack them with badmitton rackets. I think our single night record was twenty-three dead bats. They're were always more though -- nasty, petulant creatures with diseases and nasty bites. We finally figured out that our neighbor up the street had a bunch of bat boxes where the little buggers were breeding like rats. We smashed them up and burned them while the neighbor was gone on vacation. After that, thankfully, the bats pretty much disappeared.

I'm so phobic of getting bats tangled in my hair that I had to put on a baseball cap just to click the link. And no, I don't know what possessed me to even click the link.

DansLaLuna: Bats are awesome, they keep the nasty skeeter numbers low. Here's the cutest lil bat you will see all day Little Drac

Awwwwwwwwwww

spentmiles: Growing up outside of Atlanta, there were a lot of little bats in the summertime. My friend and I would throw little pebbles up in the air which the bats mistook for bugs. They'd swoop down low enough that we could whack them with badmitton rackets. I think our single night record was twenty-three dead bats. They're were always more though -- nasty, petulant creatures with diseases and nasty bites. We finally figured out that our neighbor up the street had a bunch of bat boxes where the little buggers were breeding like rats. We smashed them up and burned them while the neighbor was gone on vacation. After that, thankfully, the bats pretty much disappeared.

These are the bats we're talking about, or the kids?

DansLaLuna: Bats are awesome, they keep the nasty skeeter numbers low. Here's the cutest lil bat you will see all day Little Drac

Awesome. I like to watch the bats around my house at night. Sometimes if I leave early enough in the morning I can still catch a few getting their last meal of the night.

apoptotic: I'm so phobic of getting bats tangled in my hair that I had to put on a baseball cap just to click the link. And no, I don't know what possessed me to even click the link.

Myself, I rather like the bat.
It's not a mouse, it's not a rat.
It has no feathers, yet has wings
It's quite inaudible when it sings,
It zig zags through the evening air
And never lands on ladies' hair,
A fact of which men spend their lives
Attempting to convince their wives

-Ogden Nash

Crewmannumber6: I put up a bat house on a pole behind my house last year. Still waiting to see if any moved in.

Wait until dusk and do what spentmiles did, except with granola and no rackets.

spentmiles: Growing up outside of Atlanta, there were a lot of little bats in the summertime. My friend and I would throw little pebbles up in the air which the bats mistook for bugs. They'd swoop down low enough that we could whack them with badmitton rackets. I think our single night record was twenty-three dead bats. They're were always more though -- nasty, petulant creatures with diseases and nasty bites. We finally figured out that our neighbor up the street had a bunch of bat boxes where the little buggers were breeding like rats. We smashed them up and burned them while the neighbor was gone on vacation. After that, thankfully, the bats pretty much disappeared.

clap. clap. clap. clap. clap.

Hats ... for bats.

I gave up after 5 minutes.

are those jpgs like 5mb each?

Suddenly, there was a terrible roar all around us, and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, and a voice was screaming: Holy Jesus. What are these goddamn animals?

//seriously, I love bats. There is a bat that lives right near me (I think in the slum house's garage that is rotting and falling down-next door) that I have named Alfred. They don't spray for mosquitos in my city so he helps keep them away from my backyard.

Bring six Seattle Mariners with you. Bats will be useless.

I think the link is farked..................or should I wait another 15 minutes and see of the page finally loads

spentmiles: Growing up outside of Atlanta, there were a lot of little bats in the summertime. My friend and I would throw little pebbles up in the air which the bats mistook for bugs. They'd swoop down low enough that we could whack them with badmitton rackets. I think our single night record was twenty-three dead bats. They're were always more though -- nasty, petulant creatures with diseases and nasty bites. We finally figured out that our neighbor up the street had a bunch of bat boxes where the little buggers were breeding like rats. We smashed them up and burned them while the neighbor was gone on vacation. After that, thankfully, the bats pretty much disappeared.

you sound like an obnoxious pychopathic brat

DansLaLuna: Bats are awesome, they keep the nasty skeeter numbers low. Here's the cutest lil bat you will see all day Little Drac

Win! Lil Drac is awesome.

DansLaLuna: Bats are awesome, they keep the nasty skeeter numbers low. Here's the cutest lil bat you will see all day Little Drac

Awwwwwwww... Never thought in a million years I'd say this about a bat, but he/she is adorable!

We killed it.

cherrydog: spentmiles: Growing up outside of Atlanta, there were a lot of little bats in the summertime. My friend and I would throw little pebbles up in the air which the bats mistook for bugs. They'd swoop down low enough that we could whack them with badmitton rackets. I think our single night record was twenty-three dead bats. They're were always more though -- nasty, petulant creatures with diseases and nasty bites. We finally figured out that our neighbor up the street had a bunch of bat boxes where the little buggers were breeding like rats. We smashed them up and burned them while the neighbor was gone on vacation. After that, thankfully, the bats pretty much disappeared.

you sound like an obnoxious pychopathic brat

Cherrydog, spentmiles is a professional troll.

Had my cousin come down to visit me. We were walking home from a restaurant in the evening, and she remarked that it was strange how many birds there were out so late. I told her they were bats, out hunting bugs, and she didn't believe me. So I pointed out that no bird in the world swoops around like that and she stared for a few seconds, trying to prove me wrong.

Then she shrieked, knelt down on the pavement, and covered her head, absolutely terrified because ohmigod there are BATS here.

We were seriously about a minute from my apartment when this happened, and it took ten minutes for me to convince her to move. She was a wreck afterwards, and refused to go outside within like three hours of sundown for the rest of her visit. Phobias are weird, no point in reasoning with them.

/My csb.
//Bats are cool.

This pic made me completely lose it:

Cold_Sassy: cherrydog: spentmiles: Growing up outside of Atlanta, there were a lot of little bats in the summertime. My friend and I would throw little pebbles up in the air which the bats mistook for bugs. They'd swoop down low enough that we could whack them with badmitton rackets. I think our single night record was twenty-three dead bats. They're were always more though -- nasty, petulant creatures with diseases and nasty bites. We finally figured out that our neighbor up the street had a bunch of bat boxes where the little buggers were breeding like rats. We smashed them up and burned them while the neighbor was gone on vacation. After that, thankfully, the bats pretty much disappeared.

you sound like an obnoxious pychopathic brat

Cherrydog, spentmiles is a professional troll.

I rather like to consider him a professional story teller. you should read his blog, fine fine stuff there.

Subby must be as afraid of bats as this dumb broad and her horrible website.

Evil-Imposter: Hats ... for bats.

I use that line all the time, but nobody ever recognizes it.

on the road: This pic made me completely lose it:

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I wanted to see this photo but I have a haircut in July so I couldn't wait for it to load.

hoo_hoo_fred: Cold_Sassy: cherrydog: spentmiles: Growing up outside of Atlanta, there were a lot of little bats in the summertime. My friend and I would throw little pebbles up in the air which the bats mistook for bugs. They'd swoop down low enough that we could whack them with badmitton rackets. I think our single night record was twenty-three dead bats. They're were always more though -- nasty, petulant creatures with diseases and nasty bites. We finally figured out that our neighbor up the street had a bunch of bat boxes where the little buggers were breeding like rats. We smashed them up and burned them while the neighbor was gone on vacation. After that, thankfully, the bats pretty much disappeared.

you sound like an obnoxious pychopathic brat

Cherrydog, spentmiles is a professional troll.

I rather like to consider him a professional story teller. you should read his blog, fine fine stuff there.

Well, now that you called me on it I'll have to admit I find his postings very creative and amusing; if you didn't know better though, You can see how his words would infuriate some, but that's his game, so please, carry on.

We can't stop here, this is....oh....late to the party apparently.

Wade_Wilson: Had my cousin come down to visit me. We were walking home from a restaurant in the evening, and she remarked that it was strange how many birds there were out so late. I told her they were bats, out hunting bugs, and she didn't believe me. So I pointed out that no bird in the world swoops around like that and she stared for a few seconds, trying to prove me wrong.

Then she shrieked, knelt down on the pavement, and covered her head, absolutely terrified because ohmigod there are BATS here.

We were seriously about a minute from my apartment when this happened, and it took ten minutes for me to convince her to move. She was a wreck afterwards, and refused to go outside within like three hours of sundown for the rest of her visit. Phobias are weird, no point in reasoning with them.

/My csb.
//Bats are cool.

csb indeed. But a question remains unanswered: Did you fark her?

Nice bites there spentmiles.

When we were young, my brother and I had to spend the summer in my Uncle's shack in the woods in southern Oklahoma. It was right on a creek that had some decent fish in it. Well one evening we were down fishing in the creek at dusk when my brother cast out his lure, and it was caught in mid-air by a bat. He fought it briefly before we both said 'screw it!' , threw down our fishing poles, and ran for the shack.

The bat was gone the next morning, I guess it managed to get the hook out of it's mouth.

/csb

I love everything about bats. Darkly cute, socially beneficial, strange lives... Hell, even Batman is my favorite fictional character.

What are these people on about? This one is adorable.



It is a fennec-style bat.

/And so fluffy

I have a little brown bat stuffed &mounted in a glass display case hanging on my wall. He sorta looks like photo #6. It was a gift from my wife-to-be.

I love bats! Bats are awesome.

Owls eat bats. Owls are jerks.

Could someone please tell me who is the Dark Knight we're "on" when we don't want to meet these bats?

Came for Ace Ventura, leaving disappointed.

When we stayed out at the lake in the summers, there were always bats swooping around, and I'd often feel them just barely touch my head or shoulder as they passed. I was kinda scared of them until my Dad patiently explained that they flew by me because they just wanted the mosquitoes hovering around me. That little touch I felt was just them scooping 'em up as they went by.

After that, bats were the coolest thing in the air. I would stand outside just after susnset - very still - just to let them catch those pesky 'skeeters. In my childish mind, that little touch as they passed was just their way of saying "Thanks for being bug bait, friend."

/crawling back into my grotto now

hoo_hoo_fred: I rather like to consider him a professional story teller. you should read his blog, fine fine stuff there.

Whoa. I didn't know he had a blog! There goes my productivity for today.

MadameX: When we stayed out at the lake in the summers, there were always bats swooping around, and I'd often feel them just barely touch my head or shoulder as they passed. I was kinda scared of them until my Dad patiently explained that they flew by me because they just wanted the mosquitoes hovering around me. That little touch I felt was just them scooping 'em up as they went by.

After that, bats were the coolest thing in the air. I would stand outside just after susnset - very still - just to let them catch those pesky 'skeeters. In my childish mind, that little touch as they passed was just their way of saying "Thanks for being bug bait, friend."

/crawling back into my grotto now



"Thank you, friend."

DansLaLuna: Bats are awesome, they keep the nasty skeeter numbers low. Here's the cutest lil bat you will see all day Little Drac

They don't actually have much effect on mosquito numbers. Mosquitoes are very small. They are hard to pick up via echolocation, and they don't really provide much energy per mosquito. Bats prefer larger insects.

/that visored bat is horrible.

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No point in mentioning these bats. Poor bastard will see them soon enough.

Thought the Big-eared bat is kinda cool looking. Like a real life Gremlin. The Tubed Nosed Fruit bat and that Hammer-headed bat don't look too bad either.

The others, kill with fire.

Canton: What are these people on about? This one is adorable.

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It is a fennec-style bat.

/And so fluffy



Looks like someone else agrees...

DansLaLuna: Bats are awesome, they keep the nasty skeeter numbers low. Here's the cutest lil bat you will see all day Little Drac

These guys were out in numbers the other night, hunting for bats.

I just noticed this in the "more" line right under...

More: Scary, Dark Knight Returns, vampire bats, Bullwinkle, A Christmas Story, triceratops, Dumbo

...Wut?

nicoffeine: Bring six San Diego Padres with you. Bats will be useless.

FTFY

schattenteufel: I have a little brown bat stuffed &mounted in a glass display case hanging on my wall. He sorta looks like photo #6. It was a gift from my wife-to-be.

I love bats! Bats are awesome.

Owls eat bats. Owls are jerks.

The bats keep the bugs from getting overpopulated.
The owls keep the bats from getting overpopulated.
The humans keep the owls from getting overpopulated.
The bugs keep the humans from getting overpopulated.

Cheer up, emo bat.



Happy bat is happy!



Long-eared bat is listening to you masturbate.



Too frigging adorable.

Keizer_Ghidorah: www.pbh2.com

Too frigging adorable.

Are those jigglypuffs?

Okieboy: When we were young, my brother and I had to spend the summer in my Uncle's shack in the woods in southern Oklahoma. It was right on a creek that had some decent fish in it. Well one evening we were down fishing in the creek at dusk when my brother cast out his lure, and it was caught in mid-air by a bat. He fought it briefly before we both said 'screw it!' , threw down our fishing poles, and ran for the shack.

The bat was gone the next morning, I guess it managed to get the hook out of it's mouth.


A good while back I knew a goth girl who claimed she would go bat fishing. Used a fishing pole with just a weight at the end of the line to which was attached a little bit of aluminum foil to simulate the wings of an insect. She said the game was to cast over power lines then you could jigger the bug up and down and attract bat strikes.

I can sit on my back deck most nights at dusk and watch them fly around my backyard after swarms of gnats. They're not very graceful, you can always tell them from birds. They fly like birds with screwy gyroscopes (or whatever birds have in their head)

One of the coolest things I've ever seen was up at 'bug camp' in upper lower Michigan. The mosquitos, black flies, and other nasty critters were so thick at night that if you walked around with a flashlight on, it looked like you had a light saber in front of you. What made it cool, though, were the bats flying through your beam of light, snacking on the tasty morsels drawn to your light.

/put a bat house up in our place in Ann Arbor
//don't know if the new owners know what that little box is for
///sadly, have very, very few bats in Norway

HairBolus: A good while back I knew a goth girl who claimed she would go bat fishing. Used a fishing pole with just a weight at the end of the line to which was attached a little bit of aluminum foil to simulate the wings of an insect. She said the game was to cast over power lines then you could jigger the bug up and down and attract bat strikes.

That's... bizarre. But rather clever. Hopefully no bats were hurt. (Disappointment does not count.)

Googling "Bat Fishing," meanwhile, yields something quite a bit different...

Canton: HairBolus: A good while back I knew a goth girl who claimed she would go bat fishing. Used a fishing pole with just a weight at the end of the line to which was attached a little bit of aluminum foil to simulate the wings of an insect. She said the game was to cast over power lines then you could jigger the bug up and down and attract bat strikes.

That's... bizarre. But rather clever. Hopefully no bats were hurt. (Disappointment does not count.)

Googling "Bat Fishing," meanwhile, yields something quite a bit different...

Hm, link fail. Try here

MadameX: When we stayed out at the lake in the summers, there were always bats swooping around, and I'd often feel them just barely touch my head or shoulder as they passed. I was kinda scared of them until my Dad patiently explained that they flew by me because they just wanted the mosquitoes hovering around me. That little touch I felt was just them scooping 'em up as they went by.

After that, bats were the coolest thing in the air. I would stand outside just after susnset - very still - just to let them catch those pesky 'skeeters. In my childish mind, that little touch as they passed was just their way of saying "Thanks for being bug bait, friend."

/crawling back into my grotto now

This is exceedingly cute.

spentmiles: Growing up outside of Atlanta, there were a lot of little bats in the summertime. My friend and I would throw little pebbles up in the air which the bats mistook for bugs. They'd swoop down low enough that we could whack them with badmitton rackets. I think our single night record was twenty-three dead bats. They're were always more though -- nasty, petulant creatures with diseases and nasty bites. We finally figured out that our neighbor up the street had a bunch of bat boxes where the little buggers were breeding like rats. We smashed them up and burned them while the neighbor was gone on vacation. After that, thankfully, the bats pretty much disappeared.

. . . . and then the mosquito population in your neighborhood blew up, no doubt . . . you should take a government job, you'd fit right in.

Hmm, my compliments from me to you
On this your most intriguing hat
Consider though this substitute
A bat in place of this old rat
Huh! No, no, no, now that's all wrong
This thing will never make a present
It's been dead now for much too long
Try something fresher, something pleasant
Try again, don't give up

Thanks to Danny Elfman!

Chinchillazilla: DansLaLuna: Bats are awesome, they keep the nasty skeeter numbers low. Here's the cutest lil bat you will see all day Little Drac

They don't actually have much effect on mosquito numbers. Mosquitoes are very small. They are hard to pick up via echolocation, and they don't really provide much energy per mosquito. Bats prefer larger insects.

/that visored bat is horrible.

Never fear - remember little brown bats are little bats that eat littler things.

And those little brown bats do eat mosquitoes. (new window)

/140 per bat is decent, esp. since they'd prefer the slightly bigger egg-carrying females
//and I agree that a bat could only win a beauty contest if it was held after midnight

MoronLessOff: Keizer_Ghidorah: www.pbh2.com

Too frigging adorable.

Are those jigglypuffs?

They're Woobats, actually.



Honduran white bats, tiny little things that roost under large leaves and are freaking cute. They inspired the Pokemon Woobat.

Am I the only one still scared shiatless of bats ...?


/blames Cronin

The My Little Pony Killer: They lose some points by being huge sissies about bats, but they gain some back by referencing the greatest Looney Tunes episode ever.


Wrong! While that episode is damn good, the "greatest Looney Tunes episode ever" is Bully For Bugs

spentmiles: Growing up outside of Atlanta, there were a lot of little bats in the summertime. My friend and I would throw little pebbles up in the air which the bats mistook for bugs. They'd swoop down low enough that we could whack them with badmitton rackets. I think our single night record was twenty-three dead bats. They're were always more though -- nasty, petulant creatures with diseases and nasty bites. We finally figured out that our neighbor up the street had a bunch of bat boxes where the little buggers were breeding like rats. We smashed them up and burned them while the neighbor was gone on vacation. After that, thankfully, the bats pretty much disappeared.

Did that make you happy?

Does anyone else think of these things when they hear about bats?

First thing I thought of.

The My Little Pony Killer: They lose some points by being huge sissies about bats, but they gain some back by referencing the greatest Looney Tunes episode ever.

hhhhhrrrmmmppphhhooocus-ppphfffttpppocus?

Wayne 985: MadameX: When we stayed out at the lake in the summers, there were always bats swooping around, and I'd often feel them just barely touch my head or shoulder as they passed. I was kinda scared of them until my Dad patiently explained that they flew by me because they just wanted the mosquitoes hovering around me. That little touch I felt was just them scooping 'em up as they went by.

After that, bats were the coolest thing in the air. I would stand outside just after susnset - very still - just to let them catch those pesky 'skeeters. In my childish mind, that little touch as they passed was just their way of saying "Thanks for being bug bait, friend."

/crawling back into my grotto now

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"Thank you, friend."

"I feel like a meeeelllion dollars".

Bats are cool. I've seen fruit bats before but I never noticed the simian features.

These are some amazing animals and like many have said, pussy article, cool pics.

just tonight stood out from dusk til dark watching tiny bats fill our small patch of sky like a dizzy meteor shower. best thing i've seen in a while. hooray for flying mammals, and bug eaters everywhere.

#7 = Bartok?

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jokes on them it's cat country

That blog is all kinds of farked up in FF, sucks.

/no really
//it does suck

CSB:
I fished a bat out of my toilet once. You don't know true panic until you walk into the bathroom to find a huge brown thing thrashing around in the bowl. Especially just minutes after waking up.


/Everyone else says I should have flushed
//People are mean
///The little dude survived, though