*little grossed out screaming noises* - cause there is no actual word (akk, ugh, ew!) that can properly convey the noises of hatred I have for roaches.
Florida = roaches "But, sweetie, they're just Palmetto Bugs!" "I'm not a freaking tourist!! Those are roaches!!!"
There were dead carcass of roaches all over the room I was assigned to in the haunted house. I couldn't even stay in there for a while cause they were *everywhere* Made the boys throw them away - then of course, as boys do - they pretended to chase me with the dust pan full of them. Bleh.
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Date: 2008-10-27 02:51 am (UTC)Florida = roaches
"But, sweetie, they're just Palmetto Bugs!"
"I'm not a freaking tourist!! Those are roaches!!!"
There were dead carcass of roaches all over the room I was assigned to in the haunted house. I couldn't even stay in there for a while cause they were *everywhere*
Made the boys throw them away - then of course, as boys do - they pretended to chase me with the dust pan full of them.
Bleh.