My biggest regret about living in the South are the cockroaches. They call them Palmetto Bugs as if that title somehow makes them less offensive. These aren’t your Northern dainty little pests that can be crushed between your thumb and forefingers. These are massive, winged creatures that will flutter at your face the moment you step in their direction. They are enormous. They are disgusting. They are Southern. I hate them.
Gigantic nasty flying critters the size of a baby’s fist.
So imagine how it I felt when one fell on me in the shower.
Most horrifying experience EVER.
No really. Most horrifying experience EVER. Especially when you hear the thud on your body before you feel it.
