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MWAHAHAHAHA.
Thursday, November 26, 2009 @ 2:29 PM
Mood: evil
even the most kind-hearted and soft-hearted will go 'mwahahahaha' when you get harassed by the most vile creatures on earth.
See the above?
it's the greatest pretender on earth.
Why?
Just yesterday, my dad, being the number one supporter of geckos (mini lizards that infest my house, mostly my room) single-handedly took down a middle-sized gecko with his bare hands.
The most basic reason.
It came out from my cup, and just because i forgot to put the lid on.
What. The. Eff.
So here's how the scuffle happened:
gecko scuttles all the way around the corner of the stove.dad: i'm going to kill it. It's pissing me off.
me: try it. it's super fast.
*pots clanging*In one sweeping movement, dad throws gecko on the floor.Grabs it, runs to the toilet bowl, throws it in.Takes a pail of water and tries to flush it down.Me, being the onlooker, became speechless.
What was terrifying was the fact that the gecko played dumb. When it couldn't be flushed down the toilet bowl, it flipped on its underside and showed us its belly, pretending to be dead.
First time it did it, it ALMOST succeeded.
Luckily for my dad, he was smart enough to observe its detatched, but still wriggling tail. And then, the idiotic gecko tried to scramble and claw its way up the toilet bowl.
Talk about surviving. It just would not give up. Twice, Thrice, and the fourth time it tried to act like it was dead, we dunked an entire pail of water down. And ta-da, it got flushed in for good. Well, if you're thinking that is cruelty, why not be a vegetarian and say MEAT IS MURDER. This gecko here, mind you, have been shitting everywhere since it was a baby. And me here, has been tolerating it for as-long-as-it-takes-to-grow-that-big.
I was kind enough not to allow my dad to whack it with a dictionary when he had the chance. So hey, its not everytime you see things like that, stop complaining that its painful to watch.
Its more disgusting to watch geckos mating in your house and having the whole length of my room's fluorescent lightbulb to themselves and treating it like their den. And then weeks later, you see baby geckos running about.
Come to think of it, the larger geckos didn't even do their fair share of work. If they want to stay in my house and expect me to clean their shit, they should at least eat MORE flies, moths, or one or two beetles.
Having such useless housepets is really tiring. I'm like totally celebrating the death of one.
And take a look at one of the golden beetles that always, (almost every night), flies into my room. Here's a close up view of how its butt looks like.
Can you see the hairy legs?
How i wish i could use a pincer and peel out its exoskeleton bit by bit.
Just looking at it irritates me.
And here's the 'poor' beetle trying to take flight, but all in vain.
AH. HA.
Fuggly beetles. Can you imagine the torture i had to suffer?!?!
i vividly remember this black beetle swooping in and treating the nape of my neck as a landing platform. And being this little me of five years old, i was so frightened. No matter how i shrieked, screamed, jumped up and down like a lunatic, that idiot refused to drop off.
Since that day, my ears would be sensitive to beetle alerts everyday.
What i mean by beetle alert is the BBBBBZZZZZZZZZ sound when they enter and rebound everywhere in my room. Freaking, frigging annoying. And just yesterday, another golden beetle took shelter on my bro's head and he only happened to realise it when he went back to his room, sat down, and scratch his head.
Thanks to my beetle phobia, i'm being a little psychotic.
And now, i even use glass cups to capture these beetles and make them suffocate.
The first time i did it was when i could stand it no longer. That single beetle was really pushing my limits.
Of course, i burst. And that's why it landed in the cup.
As shown above, there you have it, snippets of its last moments.
Struggling and pressing against the glass wall, for all i care.
in fact, the more i look at it, the more happy i feel.
Ask me why i used glass cups.
Cause i wanted to trick the stupid beetles into believing that they are surrounded by air.
And you know how stupid they are? They actually keep banging their heads against the glass cup. i bet they can't see the glass wall because it looks invisible to them. And then there they are thinking, why can't i see what i'm knocking into?
Vicious.
Whatever.
I let the first one out after a day, when it did not go to hell.
The kind me, thinking that it would fly back to where it belong and tell its species not to FLY INTO UNFAMILIAR TERRITORIES, such as MY ROOM. But obviously, it didn't.
The others obviously ignored it, or just enjoy suffocating, that they CONTINUOUSLY fly in, OVER AND OVER AGAIN.
Currently, there's a black and a golden beetle in the same glass cup. Both overturned.
Smartasses, trying to knock my cup over, that they themselves slipped and instead landed on their shiny backs. And now both are happily accompanying the king of hades.
ORBI.
That's to teach them a lesson.
Hold on, in case you belong to some stupid insect or reptile organisation and am thinking of reporting me to authorities, please think about how these species constantly intrude my homely abode.
And btw, don't ever think of reporting me to SPCA (Society for the prevention of cruelty to animals), because geckos and beetles are not classified under the category 'animals'.
They are
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