Found a cockroach in my sink today. Was not pleased.
Started the water in order to drown it but I couldn’t go through with it, felt the irresistible kinship with all living things.
So I popped it in an empty pate jar and left it there untl the afternoon, took it out with the rubbish and threw it in the container. I opened the jar before throwing it in.
Basically, it was the fucking rapture of the cockroach. Several hours in a glass cylinder full of meat paste traces and then dropped into heaven.
Blame Gokicha-tan I guess