I just had to lie to Kristina, but she'd thank me for it if she knew.
She was curled up in the bed about to go to sleep, and I was sitting on the edge of the bed. When I put my feet in my slippers, I felt something cold up against my left foot. Figuring it was a coin that fell in my slipper, I slipped it off and reached inside to grab it. What I pulled out was a large, wriggling cockroach. I let out a scream (a manly scream) and dropped the roach, where it skittered underneath the bed. Kristina asked me what was wrong in a worried tone, and I told her the tag in my shoe freaked me out. Then, she laughed and said I got freaked out just like she does. And then she laughed again.
Oh, if she only knew.
Meanwhile, there's a giant cockroach under our bed.
I lie for your benefit.
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you're a bigger man than I.
Here's how it would have gone down with me:
find the roach
scream (not manly... probably not womanly either... other-worldly)
flip out and hyperventilate
hope that nobody could hear me crying in a scalding hot shower
Here's how it would have gone down with me:
find the roach
scream (not manly... probably not womanly either... other-worldly)
flip out and hyperventilate
hope that nobody could hear me crying in a scalding hot shower
"Every cat dies 9 times, but every cat does not truly live 9 lives."
-Bravecat

-Bravecat
