ICK!!! That reminds me of the time when I was at a friend's house for a party, and I went to use the restroom. As I was washing my hands, I happened to look up and atop the medicine cabinet was what I thought to be a fake roach. It HAD to be fake - it was standing completely still, orangey-brown, and nearly 4" long. This is IOWA, not Florida or NYC. Roaches don't get that big here.

'Wow, Mere has COOL plastic bugs!' I thought, as I reached up to pick up the "fake" cockroach. When my hand was about six inches away, it.... well, it scurried away... scritch scritch sctirch went its dirty little feet. I didn't scream, but the flight response kicked in and I RAN out of that bathroom!


And i used to like bugs... I had a whole collection when I was a little kid, I was th ekid who got nests of Mantises for her birthday... I was the Bug Kid. And that roach still scared to poo outta me!