I just hate those mf's so much. Finding one in my home ruins my whole day. I know it's inevitable living here, especially in the swampy ass west past 441. I find one every couple of months. This morning was one of those days and I couldn't catch the mf so he's still in my linen closet somewhere and I rather just burn the place down than deal with it after work. How can I learn to hate them less? Any endearing qualities about them, funny stories, or fun facts that you know?
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