Several days ago, I saw a cockroach in my kitchen drawer. It startled me (and so was the cockroach) and it was gone before I could do anything. I kind of forgot about it since I didn't see any more since...until tonight.
I saw it on the counter so I grabbed a magazine to smash it (eww). I missed but it fell in the sink. I tried to hit it again but I only partially got him. He was hanging on for his dear life at the drain so I turned the water on and tried to push him down. Then I turned on the garbage disposer. I saw him coming up a few times but I'm guessing he fell in eventually and was shredded to pieces. I guess I am a killer. Dream come true?
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