|Go Megan go!!!|
She ran inside (putting me in harms way, fucked up) and screamed "Raid!!!". I promptly ran behind the couch like a little bitch and then slammed the door behind her. The concert lasted another two minutes. She got the fucker.
|♫ La Cucaracha, la Cucaracha, ya no puede caminar!!! ♫|
Raid is sometimes not sufficient. I instructed her to also douse it in Boric Acid, one can never be too certain that these shits are dead. I also think it's an effective scare tactic for the other flying bugs of Satan...this could be you. I mean they can survive a nuclear blast for fuck's sake.
Ten minutes later she was attacked by another, and I was privy to an encore performance. Thank you Dr. Scholl's, you made my night.
Exterminator on speed dial,
Katie E. Eshelman