Panic

[Wyl Staedtler]

GUYS THERE IS A GIANT GIANT COCKROACH SNEAKING ALONG MY SIDEBOARD I GUESS IT MUST HAVE SNUCK IN THROUGH THE FUCKING RIDICULOUS CRACKS UNDER THE DOORS AND OH GOD IT IS SO BIG AAAHH HOW THE FUCK DO I GET IT AWAY WITHOUT SCARING IT INTO THE CENTRE OF THE ROOM WHERE IT MIGHT CRAWL UP MY BED AND INTO MY MOUTH WHILST I'M SLEEPING.

OH GOD IT DISAPPEARED WHILST I WAS HUNTING DOWN AN ENCYCLOPAEDIA TO THROW AT IT WHERE'S IT GONE IT'S BEHIND THE LAUNDRY BASKET WHAT IF IT'S IN MY LAUNDRY AHHHH.

OH GOD OH GOD I SUMMONED UP THE COURAGE TO MOVE THE LAUNDRY BASKET AND THERE IS NO COCKROACH. THERE IS NOWHERE FOR COCKROACHES TO GO THERE. THE BASKET IS IN THIS LITTLE RIGHT ANGLED NOOK BETWEEN WALL AND TABLE. THE ONLY PLACE GIANT COCKROACHES CAN GO FROM THERE IS INSIDE THE BASKET.

SHUDDERSHUDDER.

I'M GOING TO WAKE UP IN THE MORNING WITH IT ON MY FACE, AREN'T I.

[stevenvdb]

Well, yes, yes you are.

Just imagine it's a little lobster. YUM!

(I'm a bit skittish about little things that crawl about, too, though I've grown somewhat used to disposing of mice and birds that the cats bring in.)

[Darth Turbogeek]

As a great man once said...

HTFU!

You are 10,000 times the size and you have shoes.

[Charley]

It's times like this I always keep a can of Raid handy. If they're too big for Raid,

[Captain Untouchable]

I feel like I should make some snarky British comment about guns... but damn, that is one sexy pile of technology.

As for a cockroach - would a line of salt around the bed help? Or does that only repel slugs?

[Mandy with an I]

See? This is why I stay in Canada. Nice normal sized bugs

[Wyl Staedtler]

I slept under the covers. It appears to be gone but that's only because it's lulling me into a false sense of security while it breeds in the walls; it and it's 10, 000 babies are probably going to launch an attack at night when we're most vulnerable. AUGH.

[Tear]

Dunno about that. It probably crawled into your mouth looking for a warm, moist place to incubate its spawn. Then you probably ate it in your sleep. Nom nom..

[Wyl Staedtler]

OH GOD WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT.

[Dasquian Belargic]

One time we were in Turkey, I went to the toilet and this huge cockroach thing was INSIDE THE TOILET and I was like uuuugh I need to wee so bad but there is a massive bug and it will crawl up out of the toilet and INSIDE OF ME but there were no other toilets and I was young so I had to go it was one of the most traumatising moments of my life (so far)

[Cleo Némain]

Tear...I effin hate you.

Made me spit water all over my keyboard over here because I'm laughing so hard. EVIL Man. EVIL!!!!!

Roaches I can deal with...spiders on the other hand augh...I'd be freaking out.

[Wyl Staedtler]

JENNY. Come over here and we can huddle under a blanket and weep over our traumatizing insect encounters.


I wish it was a spider. I fucking love spiders. Stupid Hawaii and it's contamination laws; I can't bring my tarantulas over so they have to live with my brother who never even takes them out to play.

[Lady Vader]

You know these tiny guys?

Meet it's giant sea-dwelling cousin!



Sweet dreams. :evil

[Cleo Némain]

I want one.

I want to put it on a leash and scare the crap out of my coworkers.

[Lady Vader]

Make sure to walk it on hard floors. All those little feet going "click-clack-click-clack..."

[Dasquian Belargic]

What is wrong with you people?!

*clings to Liz*

[Lady Vader]

Nothing... why do you ask?

[Wyl Staedtler]

bloody fucking hell, what is that? AHHHHH.

Jenny, we're going to have to barricade the island hut.

[Lady Vader]

I showed that pic to Joe, and his response:

"Well, now I know where to go when the zombie apocolypse comes."

(He's been playing a LOT of L4D recently.)

[Lilaena De'Ville]

Duh, everyone knows to go to Charley's in case of zombie apocalypse.

We'll probably all be infected on the way over, yet still possess just enough functioning brain cells to remember where we were headed, so Charley will probably have to kill all of us.

Those bugs are freaking terrifying. *SHUDDER*

The worst is waking up while having a crawly feeling on your upper leg... then feeling it further down... then by your ankle... then finally figuring out you're not imagining it and waking up all the way to discover you've been turned into a spider's playground.

Or any bug, for that matter.