Zombie apocalypse has been long fantasized by fanatics and believers that rules are set and made up in order to “survive”, if it happens - the great ordeal of a zombie outbreak.
But seriously there is a more pressing issue this rainy season, more horrendous, full of suspense, stinky, a hideous version to the real life… a fucking flying cockroach.
Just recently I had an incidence with this airborne creepy critters heading towards me as a point of landing, I’m helpless, hapless and speechless that time that the monster eventually gave me the facial of my life. I shook-off and shooed the cockroach with my bare hands. For a moment my heart went boom and experienced tachycardia then a sign of relief.

