Kari the roach warrior.
KARI: Did I tell you about the giant roach?
MIKE: A giant roach that’s here right now?
KARI: No. I was at my friend’s house and I went to the bathroom and closed the door. And then, as I was sitting on the toilet, I saw that ON THE WALL BEHIND THE DOOR THERE WAS A GIANT ROACH. And everyone was outside, so I couldn’t just leave it. I had to be very brave. So I took off my shoe and hit it with my shoe.
MIKE: Good job. You were very brave.
KARI: Except I missed.
MIKE: Oh.
KARI: So then it scurried down the wall and across the floor, and I quickly put my shoe on and stomped it.
MIKE: Good -
KARI: Before you say, “Good job,” you should know that I missed again.
MIKE: Oh.
KARI: Well, I kind of grazed it. It was injured.
MIKE: Well, that’s something, I guess.
KARI: So then it was cowering in the corner and I stood there for at least a minute and a half making sure it wasn’t going to move. And then I went and got help. By which I mean, I stucked my head out the door of the house and yelled, “HELP! THERE’S A BUG!” And people laughed at me.
MIKE: “Help, there’s a bug?” Really?
KARI: Yes. And we came back and found it and my friend sprayed it with cleaner and we killed it.
MIKE: “We?”
KARI: *shamefully* She.
MIKE: So you tried to hit it twice, missed, and yelled for help. Very brave. Are you sure it was the same roach?
KARI: Yes. How many roaches do you think my friend has?
MIKE: I don’t know. Where there’s one aren’t there others?
KARI: Well, older houses in the South have roaches. Also apartments in New York City. I don’t think there’s anything that can be done to get rid of them all. I’ve never seen roaches here, though.
MIKE: We just have a ladybug infestation. And slugs in the front yard. I did see a roach once.
KARI: IN THE HOUSE?
MIKE: Very brave. No, in the yard. It was dead.
KARI: Did you say to all the other roaches, “This is what happens if you come to our house, suckas!”
MIKE: I put his head on a pole as a warning to all the others.
KARI: This is what happens if you come to our house, suckas!
MIKE: Well, if Kari’s home alone, you might just get grazed. Until someone comes to help.
KARI: *hits Mike with shoe*
October 20th, 2006 at
October 21st, 2006 at
hehe. Kari, I love this story. Especially because there is a roach issue here at RTS, and when we first moved in, I would see at least two a day. And the roaches here are like RODENTS. THEY ARE FREAKING ROACHES ON ‘ROIDS. Andrew. has bug duty. It actually says so on our list of rules and roles on our fridge. I pretty much freak out and have a heart attack and scream and jump up on furniture when I see bugs…especially roaches. Anyway. So we put out a TON of roach bombs and also sprayed with very expensise roach killer and it totally worked. We have yet to see another roach since then. Anyway. I loved this post.
October 21st, 2006 at
I dunno what makes me laugh more: the whole mental image of you grazing the roach, or “stucked”. [Go ahead, edit the entry and make me look like an idiot.]
October 21st, 2006 at
Lately my brain and my fingers have not been so much with the connecting.
October 22nd, 2006 at
Hey, no worries here. Yesterday, I was leaving this comment on another blog, and I went back and read the “sentence” I’d “written” … it was a cue to go back to bed.
October 22nd, 2006 at
Kari, with the title of this post, I imagine you having very large arm muscles, decorated with dirty tattoos and sweat while you drive your crazy motorcycle through the desert.
Is this an accurated picture?
October 22nd, 2006 at
“Accurated” isn’t a word.
But “accurate” is.
October 23rd, 2006 at
this is why i love you and mike. totally on my favorites list
also… maybe you should have told the roach what you did to the GNAT.
(you are totally hanging tough… you’re rough)
October 23rd, 2006 at
Chrissy - we don’t really live near a desert. Where would you get a crazy idea like that?