joe’s apartment

I didn’t think it had been that long since I last cleaned my bathroom, but it must be longer than I thought, because there were bugs hanging around the toilet having a pool party. They were using my towels and floating around on my rubber duck. They’d converted my q-tips into tiny tiki torches and had strung up my christmas lights like chinese lanterns. I was aghast.

I turned around to unplug the lights and put an end to their little soiree, and found some sort of bizarre pagan ritual going on at the sink. Two bugs in ceremonial dress were walking a third up the faucet and out over the drain. I heard a faint chant and suddenly they threw him off. There was a horrific scream as he entered the drain, followed by cheers from the crowd.

Dear God in heaven, what have i done?!

“You’ll pay for this, you souless creatures of the underworld!”, I cried, as I slammed the door shut. I ran to the garage, and grabbed brick and mortar and proceeded to seal up the doorway in an effort to block their escape. They can rot in there, for all I care. I’m not gonna clean up after some bug party. I’ll build another bathroom first.

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  1. I sat reading this and a strange thought came to me. If you really want to take it to the next level. Have a few kids…….. Think about it.
    They’ll breed and train them like showdogs. Or they may just take the use of a magifying glass to a new and slightly twisted level. But one thing is for sure…. they will be psyched!!.

    Just a thought though……
    Its quite possible thay will scream and run away, demanding the immediate and un-questioned eviction your new tenants. Either way you will get a reaction.

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