Time to call the Men In Black…

“Zed, we have a bug…”-Tommy Lee Jones, Men In Black

Noooooooo shit.

This is my new roommate.

Hi...I'm Ba-roach Obama.
Hi...I'm Ba-roach Obama.

I have noticed the occasional “critter” in my domain, but this guy made his presence known last night, climbing up the wall in my room.  I will not lie…this guy was HUGE! Easily the size of my thumb, or perhaps an Olympic gymnast. 

So, I did this first thing any red-blooded American would do, I took a picture (it lasts longer). After capturing him on celluloid, it became time to capture him with toilet paper.  Not only was he large…but fast. Eventually, I caught up with Arnold Roachenegger, and after giving him a good squeeze, tossed him in the toilet.

At that point, I discovered that the myth that, like Keith Richards, roaches can survive anything……was true.

F--- with me, NOT!
F--- with me, NOT!

He began to do his best Michael Phelps impression and made a break for it…in the toilet. Too bad my trigger finger was quicker than his ability to levitate his 6-legged ass out of my bowl…and down he went.

If he was this cute...he'd still be alive.
If he was this cute...he'd still be alive...

Apartment living…LIVE THE DREAM!!!