I spent most of yesterday in a pitched battle with a large cockroach. I was overcome with conflicting emotions, i.e. I wanted to kill it forever but I also wanted to stay at least ten feet away from it.
I eventually ran up to it with a flyswatter, smacked it, and then ran away.
I eventually ran up to it with a flyswatter, smacked it, and then ran away.
docturnal:
and that sir is why they make flame throwers.