::Oh, stink(y) bug how I loathe you!::You come to visit my home every fall. You're an unwelcome guest that never seems to leave!
::When you are disturbed a little too much-you exude a terrible smell. You know-like really, really under-ripe, cut-into fruit, or freshly cut weeds.
::I use to flush you, but after you surprised me by not goin' down and crawling up my leg-I just gently pick you up with a tissue or my bare hands and flick you outside. ☻
::You make my tough-acting 17 year old scream like a little girl!
::I had never known about you the first half of my life. I was introduced to you after I moved to Christmas tree country. Apparently you live near Christmas trees and therefore you live near me!
::As with everything, God put you on this earth for a reason. I just wish I knew what it was.
::Oh, stink(y) bug-I love to hate you. And by the way-YOU STINK!☺
They don't just come to Christmas tree country, I get plenty of them here and I don't know how they get in. I hate them too. I don't remeber getting them when I lived up there. maybe it's a farm thing.
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u must b bored !
ReplyDeleteShut your pie hole, Davey!☺
ReplyDeleteYOU ARE HILLARIOUS. AND STINK BUG, I HAVE NEVER SEEN YOU IN MY HOUSE.....JUST FLIES. YUCK
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