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Demise of a miserable vermin (part 2)

Dear readers,

I am pleased to announce that the war has ended and we, the humans had the last victory. Yes, Richie La Rocha is DEAD.

I was brushing my teeth at the kitchen sink when something fell on my hands and dropped into the sink. It was Richie squirming in agony, no doubt from an overdose of Mortien. My toostpaste filled shriek soon gathered my cousins to the kitchen. Ashi and I let out a tiny girlie scream, not because we were afraid of roaches but simply because we felt it the appropriate thing for a girl to do. Yea, we are drama queens.

Please find enclosed the proof of Richie La Rocha’s demise.

Comments

bijuneYYan said…
+++ R.I.P +++
cath said…
u shrieked? dude..thats an understatement :)

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