Kentucky Residents Burrowed Underground For Seventeen Years Emerge!

Yuck...  Thanks now I feel like something is crawling on me.  Did I say Yuck already?

Hey Lizzette, would you please repost this at Club Chaos? I love this story. Too funny! Regards, Carolyn.

For noise, we just have crickets and frogs -- pretty darn loud at night.  Oh, and the coyotes, Three were under my window last week and would not go away.  We were up for a couple of hours.  At least they aren't known to get stuck in one's hair!

I know it was not funny to you, but it is a very funny story.  We get the cicadas too some years, and they always manage to get in the house!  I hope you are feeling calmer soon.

But wait, Lizette, when I moved to the Berea area 5 in 2004 it was "the 17 year" noise infestation. I took a master gardener course and found out that every year it's a different set of cicadas emerging, some 17 year, some not. All ugly and noisy.

Yuucckkk, have been able to stop showering?

But wait, Lizette, when I moved to the Berea area 5 in 2004 it was "the 17 year" noise infestation. I took a master gardener course and found out that every year it's a different set of cicadas emerging, some 17 year, some not. All ugly and noisy.

Yuucckkk, have been able to stop showering?

Aren't they something else?  I remember them in Washington DC!  Uugh!

Hey sweetie, we're throwing a virtual party for Leesa at Club Chaos tonight. Hope you can make it (we're jacking her blog - LOL). The roast/toast should be fun. "See" you later. Enjoy your day. Regards, C.

Lizette, I will be on my best behavior. I Promise. She really is a sweetie. See you there. Regards, C.

When I had my first apartment I was sleeping soundly and was woke up by one of those things in my bedroom.  I turned on the light and there it was.  I yelled, ran out of the bedroom, and slammed the door.  I spend two days on the couch until a friend came over and went in looking for it.  By then it was dead.  Not really sure how it got in though, the windows were closed? 

I'm sorry, Chad, but I'm LMAO!  That picture in my mind is too funny!

Oh Chad, too funny! You reminded me of what happened with my attorney girlfriend a few weeks ago when you refused to go in there to sleep.

She came home one day to discover a huge bug planted in her living room near her important papers. Shocked at its size and appearance, she promptly streaked out of her apartment, ran across the street and rang my doorbell. As soon as I opened the front door she starting yelling that we had to come kill it. There was this HUGE creature in her living room and she needed help. So here I am, standing in my underwear trying to get her to enter my apartment while she's pacing back and forth across the threshold telling this story about this bug as if she were channeling Mark Twin. I'm hysterical, but trying not to laugh because I'm thinking, "how big could it be? This is New York City, it's probably just a water-bug...no biggie." So, with tears in my eyes I ask my husband Mike,  "Will you please go home with Audrey and get that thing, what ever it is, out of her house?"  To which he promptly replied, "No! I'm not going over there-- are you crazy? I don't know what that thing is, and I don't want to know. She's an attorney. Her eyes are bulging in her head. She has a creature in her house. Call maintenance."

At this point her eyes are starting to get all shiny and I realize she doesn't want strangers in her home, so since I do not want her to break down and cry, I start to get my clothes. With trembling lips she says, "I will not be able to sleep in my apartment... please, help me get that thing out of my house. It may not stay where it is and I'm afraid to have to search for it. What if there's more than one? I have no idea how it got in or where it came from." 

Now I'm starting to freak out. Not wanting to let my friend down, and a little nervous because my muscular man is determined not to go, I pull on some jeans, get an aluminum baseball bat from our hall closet,  put my best Riker's Island face on and escort my girlfriend back to her apartment. The whole time we're riding down in the elevator I'm hoping that thing is not something from the twilight zone. I keep thinking as we cross the street, "My God, she is an attorney. She worked for the DA's Office. She works for the Correction Department. Inmates don't phase her. She does trials and litigation. Audrey is a very smart and engaging woman and she is literally shaking. Oh dear God, she has a creature in her house..."  

She opens the front door to take a peek, then points her finger at it while she shrieks, "Ooo, Ooo, Tann look, it didn't move, it didn't move!" and I freak. I literally freak out because I have NEVER seen anything like it. It was really really bigger than I expected and I dropped my baseball bat and jumped backed into the hall.  At this point, I guess she felt better, because she very drolly retorts, "See. I told ya." 

We immediately start some rapid fire banter consisting of the usual, "What is it?" "I don't know." "Maybe it's a.."  and this goes on and on and on while the two of us grown women stand out in the common area hall with her entrance door propped open, fascinated by the ugliest, biggest bug I have ever saw. 

We were stalling... We knew we had to kill it, but were too busy wondering (a) if it could fly, (b) did it have a stinger, (c) do you think it could move really really fast and escape our efforts, crawl up our shirts, not to mention the big one: (d) do you think it is female (translated: did it give birth to something while she was gone-- are there more of them)?

Not wanting to use the bat because I would crush her box (translated: I would have to go over there) we decided on bug spray.

Damn. It was near the box the bug was sleeping on. There was no way she was going back in there, so I started forward, taking the bat with me (just in case) while slowly creeping closer. The thing doesn't move so I'm wondering if it is dead. I get a really good look and think, "I don't know if it is a mutant roach from a radio-active facility but damn I wish I had my camera..."

I get the spray, shoot a load, chase the bug willy-nilly all over the floor. It wouldn't die quickly which was a real bummer, but we did eventually dump it down the garbage shoot with her trash. I don't ever want to see a big bug of any kind ever again.

Lizette, I swear that bug was a mutant thingy. I'm an artist, just like you, and I wasn't sure what some of those colors were. It was like a giant hissing cockroach made it with a grasshopper and produced an ugly not quite brown, black and mottled green baby. You could tune my TV with those antennae... I shudder to think of it. It was really really really gross. YOU COULD SEE IT FROM THE DOORWAY! Haaaa! It was approximately three finger widths wide and maybe an inch longer than my index finger. If it were on my hand (eeewww) it would actually stick out over the side edges of my palm. The thought of that thing climbing around in the apartment building walls is a very very frightening thought for me.

We will never know if it was female... (LOL)

Haaaaaaa! ROTFLMAO! You are too funny!

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Who started on this again????  now I am laughing (again) at Lizette jumping around out side of her car to shake the bug off!!!! Fun Fun Fun Stuff!!