Cockroaches have a bad rap. They’re ugly and spread disease and just plain scary. Have you ever stepped on one and heard it crunch? Thanks to Orkin and Raid to the rescue.
What’s worse than seeing a cockroach climbing out of a coffee mug in a TV commercial? Finding one in your toilet. Early one morning my daughter texted me a picture of a cockroach in her toilet. She was disturbed. I was disturbed that she was disturbed, she woke me up.
Then there’s the food truck, even the Food Channel has a TV show about them, with the nick name “Roach Coach”, I’ve got to be super hungry to get my lunch from one.
When I visited Washington D.C. as a senior in high school, we stayed at a hostel. No frills and the bugs, cockroaches, were the entertainment. The boys would turn out the light in their room and the critters would scurry about. After a minute or two, the lights would be turned back on. Wham! The guys would throw their shoes to see who could hit a cockroach. Fun indeed. A memorable trip to D.C.
My grandmother taught me a song which she has since denied teaching me. Grandmother doesn‘t remember much anymore. (Sings) “La cuckaracha, la cuckaracha no puede caminar. Porque le falta, porque le falta, marijuana por furmar.” Translated: Without marijuana to smoke the cockroach can’t walk.
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