|
Roaches... I hate those fuckers. Nasty...evil...buggers...yech!
I don't mind spiders. I don't want those bitches crawling on me...but then again, I'm OCD, and don't like most things touching me (except a strong loofah and antibacterial soap).
__________________
By the time you're twenty-five they will say you've gone and blown it. By the time you're thirty-five I must confide you will have blown them all
|