It's just that I have never actually seen one.
Last night, I came out from my toilet and saw a cockroach on the curtain. It has probably come to seek revenge for the one that I had killed in the kitchen weeks ago.
This time, it was so huge that it looked like a boss.
It's that big.
So I went and take the broom, ready to launch the Mission: Exterminate Roaches.
When I get near, about 3 metres away, it spread its wings and flew towards me.
That was what happened. NOT.
Having watched too much martial arts drama and ninja anime, I braced myself and held my broom like a two-handed sword.
Illustration only.
With perfect timing, I swatted the bug down in mid-air.
Broom Style: Karate chop!
One Hit KO!
I swept it out from my room and swung the broom so hard that the cockroach crashed into the wall with a loud thud. Probably broke its neck if it has one.
Having a kind heart, I decided not to deal the killing blow. I expected the cockroach to die from its injuries by morning.
This morning, it wasn't there anymore.
Die-hard bugs.
By the way, cockroaches eat so much that they can only fly at the speed about 20 centimetres per second.
By the way, cockroaches eat so much that they can only fly at the speed about 20 centimetres per second.
