the lizard was caught crawling on the table.
very good. quickly find a magazine and whacked it hard.
then, it stopped moving and some red stuffs came out from its body which i do not want to know what are they.
i gave it some time to see whether is it faking death or whatever. 10 seconds later, pronounced dead.
took a picture of that little fucker.
made daddy come into the room to throw it away.
AND HE SCOLDED ME.
SAID I SHOULD NOT KILL THAT FUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
because lizard is said to be a good creature that is beneficial for the household.
WHO CARES!!!! IT IS INTRUDING MY ROOM AND THAT IS MY CONCERN K.
yes, no more lizards here.
/edits
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i was munching my cereal cubes while reading something online, then i saw something on the mouse's wire.
WTF, ITS A FUCKING BABY LIZARD. i wanted to whack it but i don't wanna dirty my magazine and i wanted to throw it out when it was on the bloody calender thingy. DAT FUCKER ACTUALLY JUMPED OFF FROM THE CALENDER AND DOWN UNDER MY BED.
eeks. fucking cheebye, its so disgusting. i had a damn bad rude shock when i realise it was a fucking lizard on the mouse's wire.
it had better not climb into my bags or crawl onto my bed!!
die fucking lizard.
K. GOTTA CONCENTRATE ON THE MKT PROJECT. WHICH IS HARD TO DO SO.
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