Have you ever gone to put your shoe on and wondered "Hey I wonder if there's a roach in my shoe?" That would be really gross, you shove your big, smelly, wet foot from spilling ice water on it into this shoe that's tweenty sizes small for a sugar ant named Bob, but somehow you manage trying various ways having a second labor you manage to shove your foot into the shoe and right when it's comfortable you feel these little leg squirming around over your foot and start to migrate up your pant leg. You by this time with the speed of a man who has found a hairy turantula in the hole of the outhouse have flung your shoe off where it now hangs with the chandelier as a new mantle piece. While you, discusted beyond the nature of that yummy mold that happens to grow in the fridge run in horror as this thing migrates up the northern reigions of your pants and you develop a mysterious twitch in your right eye.
In a desperate attempt you suddenly strip yourself of your pants, and in horror, find it not there. Cautiously checking everything you touch and then you find something on your butt all dry and cracked and peeling in the middle of the day....
In a desperate attempt you suddenly strip yourself of your pants, and in horror, find it not there. Cautiously checking everything you touch and then you find something on your butt all dry and cracked and peeling in the middle of the day....
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