Once again, we have gotten hold of a camera. This is a seriously bad idea. There are a few reasons why it is not a good idea to let a camera fall into our hands.

a) The Battery will run out in less that ten minutes
b) The discovery of explicit content not for our innocent minds
c) the constant deletion of pictures to make room for more

So now you see.

Anyways. I went over to laze around at Reena's house today. She is watching as I type this post. Which you will need to keep in mind as your eyeballs read this screen. We had such a happening time. Like we waged war with a humongous yuck of the bug world. Ok this was how it .. went down.

Reena was on the phone to a Customer Service lady helping her fix the problem with her internet while I sat on the couch next to her staring into space.



And then I saw it.

The cockroach!!!
The total b*st*rd!!!

Armed with the bug spray I inched slowly (yet trying to stay as far away as possible) towards the offending creature which was I must say. MASSIVE... and while squealing loud enough for the neighbors to here, I sprayed with with everything i had but instead, missed and sprayed the entire length of curtain and thus giving Reena's curtains, and nostril hairs, a glorious whiff of the ever pungent eau de Baygon.



Reena took over the war and attempted to eradicate the creepy crawly while still on the phone and trying to execute the instructions from the Customer Service personnel.

Goodness knows what the lady on the phone was thinking, all she heard were screams



We were spraying bug spray like how a fat man eats after an hour of fasting - like a choo choo train nonstop.

After endless ear-piercing, window shattering squeals and screaming from well, both of us *shifty eyes* we managed to weaken the enemy (too bad not kill it) as it scuttled out of sight behind some bulky furniture. I still fear for Reena's welfare.

If that disgusting bacteria infested vermin comes out and makes an appearance I am going to grab the bug spray again, not spray it but remove the cap and pour the spray contents all over it. And it will not only suffer from the putrid smell which is hounding my nose at the moment, but will drown in absolute agony. *arrgghhh* (cockroach, not me)

PS: We attempted to get a google picture of so called enemy but as we scrolled down the page of images we didnt expect such a F****** HUGE MUTHA****a (in my less than polite language)
and we were so scared shitless by (mere) PICTURES that I proceeded to fall off the couch as a result of Reena screaming like an idiotic opera singer...




OH GAWD. ^.~
Whatever it is... Reena will keep me posted onto the location and the activities of the bug.
Yes. This means she will be staying up 24 hours to watch it!
Stay tuned. =/



Anyways. Back to the sane world.
As soon as a i arrived in Reena's room, I immediately became infatuated with reena's collection of Hello Kitty




I would have flooded your eyes with a gazillion and one pictures today but the camera DIED. ARGH.

Nevermind. Till the next episode.
My Christmas shindig ^.^
Another Picture Flood! =DD

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