Damn, those are some crazy stories. I hate roaches with a passion. So nasty, those greesy things....yuck. And the bug in the ear, that had to suck. I had a bug stuck in my throat one night. I was playing soccer and took a deep breath under one of the lights and a bug went in and was stuck there all night. I tried and tried to cough him up but couldn't. He kept moving around, it was aweful. I finally fell asleep late that night. When I woke up he wasn't moving around anymore. I figured I had swallowed him.
Growing up...I used to hang out at these brothers' house and they were all the laziest people I have ever seen. So lazy...in fact...that they did stuff like order several pizzas for Thanksgiving instead of having a normal Thanksgiving dinner...which required preparation. The parents were fat and used to lie around in bed all day long when they were not stuffing their faces. Anyway, they never cleaned up at all and that place had the most roaches I've ever seen in my life. They were everywhere constantly. They were so used to it...it didn't even bother them. You couldn't even really sit down without having a roach crawl on you. I've never seen anyone not care about living in such a disgusting, infested environment. Well, they didn't remain my friends for very long. They were the most uninspired family I have ever seen. Luckily, I never had any of their bugs crawl in my ear, though. I just still cannot understand how anyone could have lived like that but, to them, it was perfectly normal to have a messy house, pizza boxes lying around w/ old pizza crust thrown around, dirty dishes everywhere, etc. . Lords only knows what their up to these days.
