We live in an older house. By old, I mean it was built in '75. In the living room, it has these dark beams that stretch across the ceiling, and in one of the beams, is a hole. Once, it was a knot, but it has fallen out and left a hole. We tell the kids that it's the "Hole of Doom." If a wasp is in the house, it must have come out of the "Hole of Doom." If there's a tree roach in the house (eeewwwww!!!) it must have come out of the "Hole of Doom." If the kids are bad, we will hold them up to the Hole and let it suck them in. We're so evil.