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Now Ive got this dead COCKROACH on my bathroom floor. It must have been nearly two weeks since I crushed the little bastard with a hairspray can. I cant seem to pick him up and flush him. So he sits and stares at me. Death waiting staring at me on the crapper. Staring while I shit. Staring while I read comic books and listen to Cure CDs I HATE him. I wish he would crawl away on DEAD LEGS. |
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