Cockroaches. I hate them more than I hate thieves, litterbugs, politicians, the E-vat, blocked facial pores and the songs of David Pomeranz. Living alone means I cannot yodel for my mother when I find an ugly bug in the kitchen; she won't be here to take one slipper off and whack the living daylights out of it. Living alone means I cannot shriek like a banshee and have my six-foot-tall brother-in-law come running to smack a heavy shoe against a roach that has crawled far up the wall. What I have is a great big can of Raid, an inordinate fear of insects with wings and hairy legs, and a dash of murderous intent. Panic will make me empty half the contents of the canister to kill a single cockroach, and it will only occur to me afterwards, when I start to feel a little light-headed, that the air is so thick with chemicals that you can probably strike a match and make the room explode.
A great big thank you to my brilliant sister Steph [who married the six-foot-tall brother-in-law, and is also deathly afraid of roaches (It must be genetic)] -- she drew the cartoon you see above. HYAAAAK! Death to the creepy-crawlies.
tita bex,
ReplyDeleteliving alone can bring out one's creative side in killing roaches... I've found that shampoo works (i recommend vaseline) just a drop for the small ones and a big glop on the big ones can do the trick, easier cleanup pa. you just have to have a good aim, hehe. at least you dont have to inhale the toxic fumes of the bug spray.
vikivee
I've mastered the skill of aiming and flinging my big size 8/12 chinelas at roaches. Kadiri nga lang, kasi parang binagsakan ng building ang roach afterwards, and yes, messy kapag cleanup ... try ko nga ang spray. Mabango ba ang Raid orange scent? I'll try the shampoo trick next time!
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Shampoo...gee, that's worth a try. Send the bug to cockroach heaven na mabango siya at walang dandruff :) Just one thought, though. If shampoo is strong enough to kill a cockroach, then what damage is it doing to our hair?
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