Last night, I slew a cockroach with a broom. Battered the most disgusting creature on earth to death. A big, ripe, fat roach.
This morning, as I woke up, I noticed another smaller-sized but adult cockroach lying dead on the floor near my side of the bed.
Me: Look! Here's another dead roach!
The hubs: Yes. All your farting must've killed it last night.
Me: Wow! I didn't know my fart was so effective!
The hubs: Of course it is! We should fill it up in aerosol cans and use it as a pesticide.
Me (thinking to myself): Imagine how many millions of dollars the pharmaceutical companies will pay for my fart! I should patent this killer production mechanism. What a great way to kill your enemy... with your own fart! Ha-ha! Plus, it's eco-friendly, like kangaroos, I guess!
A little googling also told me that it's good for my blood pressure.
PS: You've been warned.
2 comments:
You just became my hero! I am scared shitless of cockroaches. One of the first things I asked my girlfriend when we started dating was if she was scared of them too. I was relieved when she said she wasn't. As for the fart, bottle it up and use it as fuel to power your car. It's methane.
I'm not really scared of cockroaches. I just feel pure loathing for them. They're the most disgusting creatures on earth. Maybe because they have no pride... they seems to have a morbid knack for survival.
And our fart doesn't consist of Methane. We majorly produce H2S (Hydrogen Sulphide), and it's eco-friendly, unlike Methane.
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