On Tue, 16 Feb 2010 18:41:43 +1100, Trish Brown wrote:

There's a huge camphor laurel at the end of our street and every Indian
Myna for miles roosts there every evening. I've often wondered why,
since the rotten things are communal roosters, they can't send a nice
man with a cannon net and a few canisters of CO2. It would be as humane
as anything else and *so* simple.

A flame thrower would be more fun.