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Cricket Choir

Posted: | Posted by triftan |

Shit, my house is full of crickets. I hate it. One is ok, but a choir of crickets is not ok. I can hear them chirping away damn loud, I'm serious! My stupid dad rears fish, i think it's arowana and he feeds the fish with live crickets. I don't know how the crickets had escaped from the plastic "up" (in hokkien), maybe it jumped off from the fish tank while it was waiting to be the feast for the fish.

This buggers are so clever in hiding that you can't see them, they are hiding somewhere in the gaps of door or the floor. Just to irritate the hell out of you. chirp chirp chirp chirp.

Whoa, I just saw a tiny frog hopping around and doing a signature David Copperfield escape act.

*Pring...* Now you see it, now you don't.

I feel like I'm in the Amazon now.

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