Last weekend, one of my roommates fumigated the house. And he killed A LOT OF FLEAS. Thank you.
But last night, while cleaning my room, I picked up approximately 15 dead earwigs that didn’t make it through the fall out. I hate earwigs. I usually call them “pincher butt” bugs. I also found the following:
- Another one of those wolf spiders that was only about the size of a quarter (including his legs).
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One weird, mostly dead, unidentifiable brown spider (not a brown recluse).
- One completely dead, unidentifiable brown spider (possibly a brown recluse, too dead and curled up to tell).
- 15,000 little stink beetles that you have to squeeze pretty hard in order to terminate their life.
For those who think I am brave, know that it is only a front so that my country roommates, who are already hardened to the onslaught of insects, can’t see through my strong facade that I am indeed, a SISSY.
Plus Winemonkey hates when I ask him to kill bugs for me and again, I don’t want him to think I am some wimpy girl. So I suck it up and do it myself.
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