So yesterday morning I woke up and saw in the doorway leading to the garage  this ‘little’ fella lying on his back, kicking his legs frantically.



In this picture, if you could not already tell by the cockroach guts, I have killed the guy with a plastic bag and my nasty converse, and he was sitting peacefully in the sink to pose for this photo.


Although this next photo is blurry, it shows about how big this guy was. He’s definitely the biggest one I’ve killed, and only the second one I’ve seen this big in the house. I actually haven’t seen hardly any of these guys in the past three weeks..