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OMG just had war with ginormous flying cockroach! AHHHH!

It just would not die! We eventually had to vacuum up its still twitching body, and are now desperately afraid that we only managed to stun it, and now it's biding its time in the bowels of the vacuum cleaner plotting revenge. That or pregant with a million cockroach babies that are going to pour out of the hose next time we try and vacuum something.

I'm too squicked though to actually open up the vacuum cleaner and dispose of the remains. So is hofnarr
Also, is there ever only ONE cockroach?

Comments

[kalichan.livejournal.com]

We were just talking about them flying the other night!

I know! Fucking space roach must have heard us! Yecch. I will try to follow your advice, but eww. Seriously. Ew.

Also, I am sorry, but I ate your leftover sandwich.

[genders.livejournal.com]

How can you even talk about a sandwich in the same conversation as that roach-paste suggestion! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggggggghhhhhh!

[kalichan.livejournal.com]

My hunger is fierce and cannot be defeated by things of this earth? Or from space?

Actually, the juxtaposition was but an unhappy accident. Although I did just finish a book in which they were constantly eating meat paste sandwiches. I don't exactly know what meat paste is, but now...I think you can see where this is going... *scrubs brain*