“Hey hey, bro, what we going to do bro? We ain’t find a home yet? ”
“Don’t worry bro, I got your back. We homies stick together for life yo”
“Alright, bro fist”
“You mean bro leg?”
“Ok, let’s bro leg!”

So the two insects went together in search of a home. It was a tall building they are looking at. There’s the security cameras and don’t get me started on the stairs and the lifts. How did they even get through? Silly me, they are insects. They can …fly.

Off they flew floor by floor in search of a home to stay. Beggars can’t be choosers. But this was the annoying elite squad of beggars which makes them professional hunters which means they are not beggars.

“Sully, I feel tired. Can we just lie down somewhere first? My legs are wearing out.”

Sully adjusted his imaginary tie and started talking to his imaginary mic. “Mick. Rain, hail or shine, we are going to do this. We are going to make our fathers and their fathers and their father’s fathers proud. We won’t be let down. I dream. Oh, I boldly dream of a world where’s there is peace and the black and white can sit down together…”

Mick nudged him, “Sully…”

“We will talk like civilised adults insects and provide for the future and the future genera…”

“Sully!!!!! Look!”

“Shit.”

So he did. What he saw before him was unlike anything he has seen before. It was the gold standard. The house’s owners have left for vacation. It was so silent you can hear a pin drop. What stand before them was a toilet bowl. This, this wasn’t an ordinary bowl. No, it was as stated, the gold standard.

It was unoccupied, untouched and …unflushed after someone did their number two. This was the Hawaii to the insects. This was… My toilet.

My parents left the house more than a month ago. I suspect one of them forgot to flush it. The toilet bowl was filled with larvae and well,shit. Don’t puke now. I know. Hang in there.

When I went to the toilet (I was the first to discover), it was beyond scary.

Imagine lord of the rings. Imagine Sauron. Imagine him in his all glorified form with his ring.

That was what I felt I saw.

It has now scarred me for life. The whole bottle of toilet bowl cleaner can only do so much. I need counselling.

Bye everyone 🙂