Thursday, May 19, 2005
The tale of the war against roaches

A couple of nights ago, my sister and I faced a war against roaches which invaded the shoebox which my sister's Nikes were happily in. Like intruders, the roaches, two of them, started a family within the shoebox, breeding inside the shoe. Inside the box were a million unhatched eggs and a billion young ones. It was disgusting.

My sis and I are complete wusses when it comes with roaches. So there we were equipped with baygon and the vaccuum cleaner surrounding the box.



We killed one and the other one was hiding inside the shoe. The sick part was that it was pregnant. Those horny roaches.



So anyways, after much waiting and screaming and running around, it (or she) finally reared her ugly head and baygon brought her down. There, can you see the egg? Its lodged in her butt. That white thingy. -shudders-



Die bitch, die.

So if you're being a roach, stay far, far away from me because you:

- ruin people's life
- invade in their privacy
- are utterly annoying
- have no respect for people
- bring more harm than good
- make me want to spray baygon all over you
- are horny
- have a sucky attitude
- love seeing people fuss over you
- think people are afraid of you but actually they just wanna kill you
- are a pain in my neck

I will quote Baba. Don't incur the wrath of a girl in a "Oh whatever" mood.

I am not referring to anyone in particular (or am I?) So if you think I'm referring to you, please, don't shiok sendiri. thanks.

I'm in a high end state of pms.

With people like this, who needs enemies.

On a lighter note, the shoe is now clean and free from roaches. Heh Heh Heh. =D