Originally Posted by OccultHawk Anyone else infested with these horrible creepers? They live on anything. Mold, fabric, any food, spilt booze, rotting wood, even old trees near your house. They come in and just don’t die. Three times I woke up to one of those supersized bastards crawling on me. Raid, clean, bait, seal, fog—- they keep on coming. ****ing monsters.

Originally Posted by mord Actually, I like you a lot, Nea. That's why I treat you like ****. It's the MB way.

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