I am an ant-killer. An unabashed, vengeful, violent ant-killer. When I stare those little bugs in the eye, murder rises unabated in my heart and I don't just want them dead, I want them dead NOW, in the most quick, violent and horrible way imaginable. Death by drowning, squashing, poisoning, scalding, microwaving are all options, but you've got to be careful about that last option: those little buggers are quite microwave-proof and have the tendency to keep on walking about even after they've been zapped by a million micro waves. The last thing you want is a radioactive ant mating with the rest of your colony. Therefore, the best option is by squashing, but when murder rises in your heart, you'll just do what you have to do quickly (in the famous words of Jesus to Judas).
All this on Holy Saturday too.
Saturday, April 15, 2006
Murder on Holy Saturday
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haha... i know how that can be like... and believe me, the world can do with fewer ants...
on the other extreme, the cleaning lady in the office is like some nazi buddhist or something... we have a thriving colony of cockroaches in the ladies loo... when some of the womenfolk (you know how some women get when they spot a roach... now try imagining not one but several large and healthy bugs, cavorting and scampering about...) complained to her and asked her to kill the roaches, she turned them down flat and said it was against her religion... o_O
must let the HR manager know not to hire fanatical buddhists as cleaners in future, otherwise, the pest infestation will persist...
My goodness.. did she really say that? She not scared of losing her job?? Cockroaches in the loo/ shower stalls are the worst. Feels especially vulnerable.
At least the ants don't have posterior brains in order to survive the squashing, like cockroaches!
haha! I wish I had a posterior brain. Erm.. then again, maybe not.
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