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Insect, pup, or rat. It certainly seems to me that you don't know what he is, so maybe you should leave him alone...
'Gracious, Lorelei, you should have kept your mouth shut! Why not just call him a smelly rhinoceros wart while you're at it?' (Lorelei)
From the dawn of agriculture until this very day, billions of humans armed with branches, swatters, shoes and poison sprays have waged relentless war against the diligent ants, furtive roaches, adventurous spiders and misguided beetles that constantly infiltrate the human domicile. For
A cockroach can not attend the meeting of chicken and be offered innocent.
A quiet room with cockroaches peeping out like prunes from every corner ...
Even a cockroach can be legendary by being killed by a legend.
A flat black bug, that is London.
Cockroaches were a problem, too, and to me the people who invented Combat, the little black roach-trapping contraption, are urban folk heroes.
My wife is such a bad cook, if we leave dental floss in the kitchen the roaches hang themselves.
killer inside me
Barking spiders!
What cricket? Grasshopper?
The Duke said: "Paul, I'm doing a hateful thing, but I must." He stood beside the portable poison snooper that had been brought into the conference room for their breakfast. The thing's sensor arms hung limply over the table, reminding Paul of some weird insect newly dead. The Duke's
They're disgusting. Those papery wings and their stupid bug bodies ...
Bombs fall and wipe out civilization as we know it, two things come up out of the ashes: roaches and F-150s.
THE GRACKLE
The
If you were enjoying a festive dinner at a friend's house and found a dead cockroach in your salad, what would you do?
The fly that no one to advise it follows the corpse into the grave.
It is astonishing how much worse one mosquito can be than a swarm. A swarm can be prepared against, but one mosquito takes on a personality - a hatefulness, a sinister quality of the struggle to the death.
Outcast, it's the best brutal film. Killing a cockroach?? ANd rubbing the cockroach on your face and then to eat it??
Wow, gross... that's really well made effect!
The author recognizes the power of the persecuting tribe referring to members of hers consistently as "snakes" or "roaches". This dehumanizing language, she realizes, seeps into the subconscious and makes it easier to forget that fellow humans were created in God's image.
Disappeared like fog in a stiff morning breeze, teen revilers when a squad car creeps up the driveway, roaches when the kitchen light comes on.
What is a bird if it can't fly? It might as well be a cockroach.
Beware the viper in your closet.
Cockroach: What is war?
Man: How we lost the human race.
A grimy fly can soil the entire wall and a small, dirty little act can ruin the entire proceedings.
a creature of impulse.
[ ... ] a super-rat. I nailed it across the eyes once with a lucky shot with the butt of my gun, but it got up again and shat in my telephone.
Only once did Lori glimpse such an entity, supine on a mattress in the corner of its boudoir. It was naked, corpulent and sexless, its sagging body a motley of dark, oily skin and larval eruptions that seeped phosphorescence, soaking its simple bed.
We fucked, Ms. Lane. Even cockroaches fuck. They eat each other, too.
The mosquito knows full well, small as he is he's a beast of prey. But after all he only takes his bellyful, he doesn't put my blood in the bank.
The flea, though he kill none, he does all the harm he can.
Invisible insects of diabolical activity swarm in this place. I am tickled and twitched all over. Mentally, I have now committed a burglary under the meanest circumstances, and the myrmidons of justice are at my heels.
That parasite: the past.
Vile worm, thou wast o'erlook'd even in thy birth.
Entomologists have a name for young flies, but it is an ugly name, an insult. Let's not use the word "maggot." Let's use a pretty word. Let's use "hacienda.
You kill a cockroach, Pete. You don't domesticate him.
Sent as a present from Annam
A red cockatoo.
Coloured like the peach-tree blossom,
Speaking with the speech of men.
And they did to it what is always done
To the learned and eloquent.
They took a cage with stout bars
And shut it up inside.
A little roving, solitary thing.
Toads, beetles, bats.
The Alien is gross, scary. There is something in a human being that looks at them and sees it as a cockroach. You can never feel nurturing towards the cockroach.
misbegotten cockwaffle.
Who says we need the walls back up? You're roaches, we're Raid. We'll get rid of you eventually.
What has crawled up your butt and died? (Tabitha)
I'm writing a film called 'Bug.' It's an original script, and it's not about killer insects. It's a thriller set in a high school. The bug of the title refers to a surveillance device.
Never mind gas masks and fallout shelters in the event of biological warfare. Many New Yorkers move from place to place equipped with the essentials of vermin assault weaponry: mouse traps, roach spray, and sticky tapes. In some neighborhoods, it's a must.
Remember, this is the time of the cockatrice. It has hatched from its egg. So who now dares say what will be?
When we got to our hotel rooms, mosquitoes as big as George Foreman were waiting for us. They were sitting in armchairs with their legs crossed.
This part of Alabama is swampy, with mosquitoes that could murder a buffalo, given half a chance, not to mention dangerous flying roaches and a posse of local rats big enough to haul a wagon train from here to Timbuctoo.
Ayden saw me and his body slumped. "Oh, thank God." "Please," Matthias said. "I told you she's too hard to kill." "Aww," I said. "Thank you." Matthias offered me a sweet smile. "Just like a cockroach."
The Venus flytrap, a devouring organism, aptly named for the goddess of love.
Myrmecophaga jubata: The anteater. The existence of this predator demonstrates that thinking 71 percent of the time, as ants do, won't prevent you from being eaten. Thinking less than that, as humans do, will almost guarantee it.
Sandworms ... you know I hate 'em!
you had sex with a viper,
The psychologist, Paul Rozin, an expert on disgust, observed that a single cockroach will completely wreck the appeal of a bowl of cherries, but a cherry will do nothing at all for a bowl of cockroaches.
Cattle ... it called us cattle ...
We're hamburger, you mean.
So you've got no name?" I asked. "They couldn't think of one ugly enough?"
The creature snarled, stepping over the unconscious policeman.
"Set animal is too hard to say," I decided. "I'll call you Leroy."
Apparently, Leroy didn't like his name. He lunged.
[Insects] are not only cold-blooded, and green- and yellow-blooded, but are also cased in a clacking horn. They have rigid eyes and brains strung down their backs. But they make up the bulk of our comrades-at-life, so I look to them for a glimmer of companionship.
How about these?" said Ron, shoving a jar of Cockroach Clusters under Hermione's nose. "Definitely not," said Harry. Ron nearly dropped the jar. "Harry!" squealed Hermione.
I never kill insects. If I see ants or spiders in the room, I pick them up and take them outside. Karma is everything.
I am a journalist and, under the modern journalist's code of Olympian objectivity (and total purity of motive), I am absolved of responsibility. We journalists don't have to step on roaches. All we have to do is turn on the kitchen light and watch the critters scurry.
Your trench. The lice were "chats," the food was
THE WONDERFUL EXPLOITS OF GRASSHOPPER.
that weird sour body odor only monsters have, like a skunk that's been living off Mexican food. Grover
Bug? You sack of sweat stink. I've got farts that smell sweeter than you. Think you're better than me? Poop ice cream cones, do you? Call me a bug! Rachel, let me do him now.
THE REPTILE ROOM
Our houses are hosts to these creatures which are ultra-tiny (so small they were only first discovered in 1965) which live in human carpets, in our beds, on our food, floating in the air, in fact, they are omnipresent.
My God! Who is this creature? It considers itself human.
porcine whipworm,
She'll outlive the last cockroach
Who is the monster now?
Grass is hard and lumpy and damp, and full of dreadful black insects.
It is ferocious, life, but it must eat . . .
Some have supposed that the mosquito is of a devout turn, and never will partake of a meal without first saying grace. The devotions of some men are but a preface to blood-sucking.
A Zombie. Okay. Whew. All right.
Show me a friend in need and I'll show you a pest.
The locust has no king
Just noise and hard language
They talk me over
If you step on people in this life, you're going to come back as a cockroach.
Carter-headed chicken.
Mosquitoes, how wonderful! No one puts them in cages or makes pets out of them.
The cockroach and the bird were both here long before we were. Both could.
You are a pest, by the very nature of that camera in your hand.
Toronto's already ass-deep in cockroaches and conservatives; what's one more lower life-form?
I have a black look I do not
like. It is a mask I try on.
I migrate toward it and its frog
sits on my lips and defecates.
Deathwatch. That's a kind of beetle, it buries carrion. I
Let's at least hope it's not a gallu.
Why? They're not all bad, in a smelly, need-to-be-killed kind of way.
The mosquito is the state bird of New Jersey.
So, if consumers are like roaches, then marketers must forever be dreaming up new concoctions for industrial-strength Raid.
Specialisation is for insects!
The mosquitos are so big they eat you alive wear your shoes.
The mosquitoes were a formidable enemy, coming in thick clouds so dense as to be almost palpable, obscuring each man's vision of those near him. The insects buzzed and whined around them, clinging to every part of their bodies, getting into ears and nose and mouth.
They are like fucking roaches," Darius grumbled."The more you kill,the more you find.
I pulled the Net chip out of my head, cutting her off. The chip was long and white, with many metal legs; cupped in my hand, it looked like some pale, crawling thing that you'd find living under a rock. Vermin.
An entomologist is not a bug.
Some big insect flew in and began walking on the table. I don't know what insect it was, but it was brown, shining, and rich in structures. In the city the big universal chain of insects gets thin, but where there's a leaf or two it'll be represented.
red-hot fireflies
loud laughter mixed with the chirp of crickets. A moth hit
Mosquitoes are the greatest mass murderers on planet Earth.
little red bird. Don't go.
When they were naming the animals, somebody got lazy: anteater? What's it doing? It's eating ants. DONE!
I am a survivor. I am like a cockroach, you just can't get rid of me.