All wound up and ticked off

Something’s hiding in my apartment.

I thought I heard a ticking sound…

Lo and behold, I’ve got a Bob-omb infestation!

Not really sure what kind of pesticides I could use for these lil’ punks, but pint-sized baddies like this couldn’t POSSIBLY hurt anyone, right? 🙂

Then again, you could say they’re wound up and (wait for it) ticked off. AHAHAHA…oh I crack myself up.

One out of these two Bob-ombs will be up for grabs at San Diego Comic-Con! I’m pretty confident that TSA won’t be ridiculous enough to consider these a threat when I board my plane to sunny California in July. Then again, stranger things have happened at airports.