Dangers of not using--and by extension, not cleaning--a room in one's house that is inhabited by a man known to perpetually wallow in filth include such lovely, lovely presences as indoor insect swarms. Know how sometimes you're walking outside, and you get near something with fruit on it, and all of a sudden you can't fucking see because you're walking through a cloud of tiny black flying dots? That's what my kitchen looked like this afternoon when I went to make breakfast. There was not, to my knowledge, a swarm of fruit flies in my house yesterday. There is today. Copious amounts of Raid did the trick temporarily, though within a few hours the damn things were repopulating. Tensix is not pleased.
As per usual, of five people who reside here, I am not the only one bothered by the situation, but I'll be the only one that does anything about it. I do not recommend it.
yrs,
tensix
As per usual, of five people who reside here, I am not the only one bothered by the situation, but I'll be the only one that does anything about it. I do not recommend it.
yrs,
tensix