something horrific happened to me yesterday night. see, i was just surfing the net, sitting ever so quietly on my bed, minding my own business. when suddenly, this HUGE 2-inch flying c0ckroach crash-landed on a pile of CDs very near to my right, with an extremely sonorous plop. i thought it was the normal brown beetles that have always been fond of me, but out of the corner of my eye, i saw and knew that THAT hideously gross shape (and not to mention size) was not the usual asshole.
i took a very solid look directly at the offensive intruder, and i squealed. mind you, i never really squeal at all. but that one woke my mother up, it did. i leapt up from my bed and away from the foul creature. to my utter horror, that gross shit flapped it wings and threatened to home in on me. i squealed again, this time sounding extremely petrified. i sprinted out of my room and shouted desperately for reinforcement.
but reinforcement said she has to wake up early in the morning tomorrow, and asked me to take care of the situation myself. THIS IS NOT A MERE SITUATION!!!! i yelled at her. this is a 9-11, code RED emergency! but there was no further response, and i knew help would not arrive.
i raced to the kitchen to recruit the trusted chemobiological weapon and stood, camouflaged behind my door post, surveying the territory for that intruder. i waited, and watched for the tiniest of movements. i was about to give up and move in closer when that basterd came scuttling out from under my bed and towards me!!
i went into action immediately, this time more confident of a confrontation. i am, afterall, armed. when the thing came within a mere meter from my foot, i aimed and fired the toxic nerve gas. but it was too fast!! it zoomed back under the bed and when i bent down to look, it has vanished. i flipped over my mattress, determined find it. if it's alive, i'll try again, and this time i won't fail. if it's dead, then i wanna see its carcass.
but alas, that piece of sht was too cunning. it remained hidden no matter where i looked. but i knew it was still in there somewhere. a c0ckroach that big cant possibly be killed with an indirect spray of the bygon.
i decided i couldnt sleep in there that night. not until i see that creature on its back, legs kicking vigorously in the air. i moved my blankets and pillow to my brother's room and the extra bed (the other bro's in camp).
finally, i sprayed under the bed and closed all windows and door, intending to gas the little conniving b!tch. i just hope that it doesnt lay any eggs in my room.
ever got those huge flying c0ckroaches in your room?