one beautiful tuesday night in greece 29/5/2021:

*breaths in and out
heavily a few times*

this

is a cockroach

YOU FILTHY LITTLE PEST, YA BETTER NOT BE TOUCHING JESUS FROM MOLDAVIA WITH YOUR FILTHY LITTLE LEGS! YA LITTLE SH*T!

at that moment i was in my parents bedroom watching videos. i rather heard the cockroach walking than seeing it immediately (this is how bad vision i have but excellent hearing sometimes. the one tries to complete the weaker sense). and when i did hear it and turned my head and saw it walking, i yelled like this meme:

i called dad and he tried to kill it with a slipper. however or the cockroach was lucky, or these damn insects are having secretly the 6th sense and it flew on him, who thank god didn't fall backwards and just slapped the cockroach with the slipper off him

the cockroach got yeeted to the wall, fell down and hid somewhere under the bed. now the bedroom is this damn beast's nest and we need most likely to call an exorcist to kill it (or use spray against insects. and slippers. many weapons just for a cockroach)

should i bring my dad's gun from the military too (the one you've seen me holding many times)?

no,

i'll open holes to the wall and most likely in vain, cockroaches are very difficult targets due to moving fast and unpredictably

and besides, then dad is gonna shoot me later too if i do that

for now let's pray jesus in bedroom will exorcise it away