A deceased American cockroach preserved in resin for all time. Gone, but never forgotten.
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Jewel thief
Mrs. Puff's Boating School
Tuscaloosa, Alabama
Joined on 3/20/15
Ugh. I had to fight off so many Palmetto bugs as a kid (they loved our home no matter how often I cleaned it) that the sight of them now still irritates me... even if one offered its weight to keep my papers together.
I absolutely understand and relate. Truth be told, I'm terrified of roaches, the big ones, and I'm slowly trying to overcome my phobia. I'm at a point where I can usually muster up the courage to catch them with a glass and sheet of paper and release them outside. In muggy Alabama, they are an inevitability.
Out of all insects or creatures, the roach is the only one that truly makes my skin crawl. I firmly believe that we really are hardwired in our biology/evolution to hate these bastards, even the Egyptians had illustrations of them exterminating them and they had a God they prayed to (Khnum) to destroy them lol :P
Reganati
that's fucking sick