News Flash! We just battled a bug. And by we, I mean me, Stephen, and my hallmate Kirsten. Stephen and I had just finished watching a movie and eating dinner, just having a wonderful, tranquil night :) Then, as I'm brushing my teeth, Stephen practically shrieks and says, "There's a bug under your front door!" I lean out of the bathroom, toothbrush in mouth, just as the bug is exiting back into the hallway. Ewwwwww! As grossed out as I was, I continued to brush my teeth. After much screaming and jumping about (including Stephen jumping onto my bed), I decided to go after it in the hallway with a broom and windex...mhmm, that's how I do it. But both Stephen and I shrieked in the hallway in the middle of the night. I'm sure it was a sight to see. Finally, as the bug tried to drag its windex-covered body into the room of another student, I knocked on her door and she came out. She excused herself from her phone call and smashed the bug with her sudoku book and my pink flip-flop. She then picked it up with a tissue and carted it away (Gooooo Kirsten!!!). The End.
Not really...that was gross. I hate bugs! And that one was one big roach! Gross! Ok. Now, the end.
(Sidenote by Stephen himself: I will run again if not properly prepared to fight a bug as large as that. I once hit a black wasp with a baseball bat [repeatedly] and it did not die.)
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