Ew

I found this little bastard on his back, legs twitching, in my living room. Hopefully she* was either dying a slow death due to the roach poison I stashed in the kitchen, or one of my animals had mauled her disgusting ass.

fuckkkkkk

I’ve seen larger roaches living in Manhattan, but something about this fucker especially skeeved me out.

*Gender determined with my extensive knowledge of insect junk

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Nobody Special said,

January 24, 2009 @ 1411

You know, there’s something about being ill that makes reading your blog a little… unsettling. I’m sorry to say the bacon candle didn’t make me feel much better either. Gah.

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