No one seems to be able to understand my extreme fear of lizards. My dad flung the bottle of insecticide (it was a small one) towards my direction when I screamed upon seeing one of the two fuckshits drop on the floor. He said I was very "unsteady" and it was already 1130pm, "the neighbours need to sleep". I forgive him because Daddy's still the hero.
So you see, a couple of days back, some extremely disgusting black like charcoal fuckshits (two to be precise) were fucking on my wall. Literally. And the sound the male (or female. whichever) makes when asking for sex if extremely annoying. Something like the sound ahbengs make when they see a hot chick. You know, the pursing of the lip and making the suction sound? The last time, those fuckshits were far too gross for me to stand near to observe the "sacred" ceremony, and eventually the birth of tiny little fuckshits.
TODAY, 2 other fuckshits were AGAIN fucking on my wall. This time, they were of normal colour. I FREAKED OUT upon hearing "jchoot jchoot", scanned my bedroom and there they were, on the painting above my sister's bed. The first one was wagging its tail like and inching forward and before you know it, they were on top of each other. FUCKING SICK. No. Lemme rephrase. FUCKING FUCKING SICK!!!
I yelled for my hero and he took the mozzie repelent in my room and sprayed at the fuckshits. One escaped and the other fell on the floor with a sickening thud. That was when I screamed and got the bottle flung at me.
What.. does my room have some lizard sex aura? I swear all the lizards in my neighbourhood are mating in MY BEDROOM. If you didn't already know, one fell on my head when my sister was teaching me Add. Math in secondary school. I made her wash my hair after that. Damn sick.
Honestly, my fear of cockroaches is nowhere near that of lizards. Typing the word "lizard" already gives me goosepimples. Don't you think the word itself looks hideous?! I cannot stand any 4-legged reptiles/mammals/amphibians other than dogs, kittens and bunnies (in that order)
