Verbatim, Out Of My Mouth Two Minutes Ago As I Spotted A Large Winged Insect Creeping Across My Floor
June 16, 2009
- “Motherfucker, what is that?”
- Heading to closet to retrieve shoe/murder weapon: “Oh no, we are NOT doing this tonight.”
- Smashing the nasty thing violently: “Guh! DIE!”
Just so you know, I’m still alive here in Dayton. That freaky bug, sadly, is not.
