Yes, there is a roach house that lives on my desk at work. Apparently, if you chop a cockroaches head off, they will live for about two weeks before starving to death… Currently there are about 50 of the little suckers in there – pictures to follow…
so, tonight after having dinner with Peter (also baching it), who also has Malaria – go figure, we missed each other at the doc by about 30 minutes… I came home to find the mother of all roaches sitting in the kitchen. I actually don’t have too much trouble with cockroaches, but huge ones give me the shits… This was huge! How the hell did it get inside?
I had already taken off shoes, so I grabbed a plastic container to try and trap it… The bloody roach took off – and man could he motor. Here I am running after the roach as he raced out of the kitchen and through into the living room – I threw the container at it, and he dodged, and ran straight back at me… Hahaha – there was no way I was going to barefoot crunch it, and it bailed itself up into a corner. I grabbed the container, and caught the big bastard. Now that I had trapped him under the container, I had to slide some paper under it, hold that firm and flip the container. Needless to say – he was pissed off. A quick trip to the balcony, and he was sailing through the air into the neighbours back yard…
Take that roach!
Funniest thing I have done all week 🙂
– malaria update: Peter got the expensive jabs in the butt, and was feeling much better basically that afternoon. I am now feeling better, and went back to work today – but am taking things slow as I am rather exhausted all the time. Hoping the drugs kill the little buggers eh 🙂