Die!! Die I saiddddddddddd

Last night I was attack by a big ass flying roach!! At the rate this roach was flying he seem likes he totally piss!!

I was minding my own biznezz, lying on the couch, watching the telly and wooshhhhhhh I saw something brown landed on the display mirror. I know he was looking at me gaging how far he needs to fly and maybe *spit* on my head......lol.

I was like oh hell .. I really hated roaches. I be running to the other side of the room if I seen roach anywhere nearby, frantically looking and wishing I had the spray bug glued to my palm!! Now I guess mr roach is feeling really kamikaze cuz he sure ain't giving up the idea of just laying low. Next thing I knew, he was flying right where the lampshade is at and I was jumping like hot bean running to the kitchen cussing and getting my spray can.

Feeling all brave, I went back to the living room.. come on.. come on.. come up wherever you're you big azz roach I got something for ya... Arm raise, can aiming and true enough this freaking roach was flying at me and WOOOSHHHHHHHH to your death!!!!

I swear I must have breathe in some of that spray bug cuz I was feeling woozy. I must have press the nozzle too long in all my excitement. Mr roach said his last prayer and died landed next to the fan.

I kept the spray bug next to me.. just in case his posse got news of his demise....