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[d_aulnoy]

Occasionally, someone else needs to kill the poisonous insects. 

Who, I don't care.  It can be the husband: it can be the cat; it can be a friendly passing neighborhood superhero, newspaper-delivery-person, Roto-Rooter-Man, whatever, I don't care.

ENOUGH WITH THE BUGS, CALIFORNIA.  

Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

This message brought to you by the water-bug-sized spider in my bath.

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[prosewitch.livejournal.com]

You think the bugs in CA are bad? Come out to Indiana! Each ant looks like it's a Transformer Ant made of like 5 California-sized ants. And don't get me started on the gigantic grasshoppers of doom! ;p

[d-aulnoy.livejournal.com]

Ahahahahahaha ... pass? 'Cause CA's crickets (the ones that come indoors all the time and don't freak me out too much, though the tiger/lady choice of squashing for unsightly blotches, catching in hand and tossing out, or going for glass and stiff envelope and subsequently losing in the house are all equally unpalatable) still kind of make me wonder where the dividing line between "cricket" and "locust" really lies ....