'lets get together and talk about the modern age.. all of our friends were gathered there with their pets just stuck in shit.. about how we're all so upset about the disapperaring ground.. as we watch it melt'

-the good that won't come out of me-

a free kopi for anyone who can guess the artiste..

so i woke up this morning just like any morning.. took a piss.. brushed my teeth.. was just about to wash my feet when horror of horrors.. i found a cockroach turned on its back lying smack in the middle of my shower floor

i shrieked and ran out faster than you can say 'joe's apartment'

i hate cockroaches.. especially the big fat ones.. and this was a fine specimen of the big fat variety.. my brother obviously wasnt much help because he was just as freaked.. but he was in a much worses predicament.. he actually had to use the toilet to take a bath.. so we made a deal.. he would scoop up the cockroach into the dustpan and i would flush it down the toilet..

just as a precaution.. and thank god we did.. i took the baygon with me just to make sure the cockroach was dead.. but lo and behold.. when i started spraying it.. the cockroach came to life and started wiggling like nobodys business.. SICK! it was wiggling and wiggling and it refused to die.. so i sprayed and sprayed until it was covered in baygon muck.. but STILL it refused to snuff out.. and people wonder why its been around for 200 million years.. this thing is hardy man.. i mean its BAYGON.. the king of cockroach killers.. so either my baygon is expired or this cockroach has superpowers

anyway i left it to its own devices.. secretly hoping that it would melt away and just leave some cockroach gravy that could be easily washed away.. but alas.. it was still there.. so amidst the screaming we scooped the dirty devil up and flushed him down to kingdom come

the end

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