On a local news forum:
It's not about length, but about thickness. I may not be able to reach the bottom of a tuna can but I can bust the sides out.
"They call it 'The American Dream' because you have to be asleep to believe it" - George Carlin
So this morning I got startled by a daddy longlegs (Harvestman) at the bathroom sink. It was bobbing up and down drinking water from a stray droplet. I can honestly say that I never thought of these things as "vaguely cute" until I witnessed that behavior.
In any case, I didn't have anything around to put it outside, so I loosely twisted it up in a tissue and tossed it into my kitchen garbage. I assumed that I had killed it without it releasing its odor defenses too badly.
This evening as I'm cleaning up after dinner, what do I see crawling out of the garbage but the exact same daddy longlegs. I tossed it outside this time. I admired the thing's tenacity.
Oh weird, I have a similar story from last night.
I was typing up lesson plans when a massive roach scampered by on the desk. After screaming like a little girl, I grabbed the Raid and blasted the damn thing for a good 5 seconds. Only partially stunned by the poison, the roach dragged itself along the wall around the room as I continued to pepper it with blasts from the Raid can to no effect. The damn thing would just not die. It finally slowed to a crawl and disappeared under a pile of folded blankets. I assumed it had gone to die somewhere secluded and resigned to picking up the carcass later.
Several minutes later, it was crawling up my brother's leg on the other side of the room. Clearly it was out for revenge. It eventually disappeared under the couch. I know nothing of its condition. I fear for my safety.
<@Terra> he told me this, "man actually meeting terra is so fucking big", and he started crying. Then he bought me hot dogs
LOL! Man, I think I almost died laughing at this xD. Crawled up your brother's leg huh? That's a bold ass roach. I used to have a roach phobia, and to a slightly lesser degree, a bug phobia. The phobia went away when I went on a weekend hike where one of the major, LONG ass trails was unpopular, and thus, not recently traveled. The overgrowth of long grass and shrubs covered the trail to the point you couldn't see it,and was mostly undisturbed. The place was FULL of bugs, all kinds. If you're hiking through the area at night, when you set up your tent you're liable to find bugs on your clothing that might not even have a taxonomic ID yet. I was scared the first five minutes on that trail. I was pissed for the hours remaining. I learned to appreciate this simple fact when it comes to bugs: "Me big, You small. You die."
Try it out xD.
"You are not free whose liberty is won by the rigour of other, more righteous souls. Your are merely protected. Your freedom is parasitic, you suck the honourable man dry and offer nothing in return. You who have enjoyed freedom, who have done nothing to earn it, your time has come. This time you will stand alone and fight for yourselves. Now you will pay for your freedom in the currency of honest toil and human blood."
- Inquisitor Czevak
Raid and similar roach killers are supposed to attack the bug's nervous system so it's amazing that the thing survived. Maybe it was a different roach?
You guys should try Bengal roach spray. That stuff is the best for killing pretty much anything with 6 legs.
“For God will not permit that we shall know what is to come... those who by some sorcery or by some dream might come to pierce the veil that lies so darkly over all that is before them may serve by just that vision to cause that God should wrench the world from its heading and set it upon another course altogether and then where stands the sorcerer? Where the dreamer and his dream?”