31 March 2006


I come home at night and I check the sink. As usual I spot roaches. It’s 4 of them.
I put on the rubber gloves and the action begins. The index finger of my left hand comes down on all of them. It seems to me that my finger acts on behalf of some superior power. It must be the wrath of god.


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