Greetings from the Omnigraphic Blogopticon. On view are vile sticky things dragged from the attic, snarky commentary on the world at large, and all-encompassing ennui. All that and a weird rubbery smell. A horrible time will be had by all.

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Super Stink, Super Stink, He's Super Stinky

Blast and damnation! Grady cornered yet another stink bug and before I could get it away from him and flush it down the toilet, he jumped up and down on it until it funked up my side of the room.

That makes seven of the foul things.

I'm starting to wonder if these aren't in reality the same stink bug, since I never see more than one at a time. It could possibly have some sort of bug Super Power that enables it to crawl out of the sewer back into my building where it lurks in a corner plotting, plotting, plotting.

I'm not paranoid. No sir.

Grumbled by Severina at 8:21 PM