Roaches, water bugs whatever the fuck you wanna call 'em I HATE 'em. I scream and have to point it out to someone and then hide. My back and neck crawl for the next few hours, and I desperately search all corners/ceiling when I walk into a room. I was home alone one time when one showed up, I trapped it under a cup and had to call my neighbor to take care of it. The last time I "disposed" of one myself I ended up scrubbing my hands up to my elbows, raw. I can shoot them w/ the spray and catch them under cups/bowls (the dish has to thrown away after) but I cannot pick them up even with a layers of paper towel in between. *shudder*
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