Sunday, April 01, 2007 11:07 AM
I had a '' Torture the Crockroach '' operation last night.
It flew into my room a couple of days ago. I was pretty much disgusted by the fact that it had hid somewhere near my mattress for one night, before it suddenly decided face death bravely.
I must have sprayed like... 10 tonns of insecticide on it. That darn thing flipped over and was twitching furiously. And I was like thinking, 'Good, twitch lar. Let u die a slow horrid death'. ;P
I think I stared at it for at least 1/2 and hour. Was getting pissed and irritated by it not dying. So I started amusing myself by clasping the crockroach with this big-assed tongs. The more it struggled, the more satisfied I felt. Muahahaha. Surprisingly, it managed to crawl our fm my grasp and almost managed to turn itself over to the right side.
Inspiration hit me. I helped it flipped over and see what it can do. Pathetic little thing. It still ended up with it's back on the floor.
Anyway, I didn't kill him in the end. I tossed it out of my bedroom window.Labels: Saddistic