Showing posts with label roaches. Show all posts
Showing posts with label roaches. Show all posts

Thursday, May 12, 2016

Hazard Pay

This morning at work, a coworker stopped over looking as though he had seen a ghost.  He said he had felt something on his leg and it felt like static cling or something.  He pulled up his pant leg and there was a giant cockroach trying to climb up his leg.  He shook it out and it ran away under his desk.
I stopped over and we hunted it.  I have to admit I doubted the estimated size of the beast that he described. 

Well, we found it.  And I think it was bigger than his estimate.


So I emailed him the below...


Thursday, September 17, 2015

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Monday, August 27, 2012

Case Of The Mondays

How can a Monday at the office get any worse?
A giant cockroach can be spotted running under the filing cabinet next to you.

It was about this size:

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Today is going to be a very long day.




Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Infestation

A fine moment in projection haunting.

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Thursday, April 16, 2009

Bug Stories

This photo reminded me of an old radio program I listened to that featured callers telling tales of run-ins with nasty insects. An entomologist was the studio guest. I remember one caller who woke to find a hissing cockroach "drinking" from the base of her eyelashes. The bug expert said the roach was testing the moisture for drinkability. Another caller told a story of her honeymoon. It was night and a giant spider was in their room above the only door out. Tarantula-sized. The couple decided to make a break for it and quickly ran into the hallway. They ran into a bunch of flying cockroaches circling the ceiling light out in the hall. The bug guy said the spider was feasting on the occasional roach that made it into the room. The best part was that the entomologist would laugh during the horror stories. He was clearly rooting for the bugs.

Got any bug horror stories?



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Thursday, November 13, 2008

A Mouthful

I normally feel sorry for pumpkins in depressing settings (rotting on a porch, sitting on a trash can waiting for removal, smashed in a street, etc.), but this guy looks like he's enjoying his perdicament.


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