I can see him in a transient flop house talking to the roaches on his pillow as the rain falls against the dirty, cracked window. And the roaches answered him! Quick! Shove them in the paper cup and show the night manager! “THEY KNOW!!!” he bellows, as he runs down the hall towards the out of order Royal Crown Cola machine….Almost tripping over the passed out drunk, he slams the paper cup against the wall……and kills the two roaches he had corralled . They lie motionless on the greasy floor, outside the now crumbled cup. He weeps. “They knew….They…..”
We now return you to your regularly scheduled Bryan Fischer fantasy, each one more rabid than the last.