You may be disappointed to read that, I have killed neither an idiotic roommate, nor any other type of human being... so far.
I have however murdered brutally, by drowning mostly, about 30 flies. I hate flies now, I presume they hate me too.
Here in Ocean City, as in any other place during the summer flies appear, and they are annoying as little kid not getting what it wants and a toy store. I made fly traps with maple syrup and peanut butter, I have tried squashing them, chasing them with smoke, cursing them, nothing worked (oh what a surprise). Until, I discovered I am quite good at killing them with an empty peanut butter jar.
Approach the fly, trap in the jar with a swift movement, then proceed to fill it with water and watch the little fucker drown. So far, despite my best efforts the fucking door to the apartment still remains open from time to time, thanks to the aforementioned idiotic roommates. And as one would figure more things enter the "home". So far I have had to kill, remove from the premises, or chase away the following:
2 cockraches
1 garden spider
1 cricket
30+ flies
3 moths
indefinite amount of other flying miniscule easy to kill flying critters and ants
1 drunk African American
Still the question remains, is it that hard to close the fucking door...
Thanks for reading.
Edit: Make that 3 cockroaches
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