tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492348669268559912.post814428495510372490..comments2023-07-20T06:33:02.635-07:00Comments on Betsey Booms: Silence Of The RoachesMrs. Boomshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07327877419678061633noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492348669268559912.post-79546428201400069782009-01-24T05:37:00.000-08:002009-01-24T05:37:00.000-08:00I haven't thought about my 1st apartment and the r...I haven't thought about my 1st apartment and the roaches that lived with us for years ,,,thanks!<BR/><BR/>#1Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492348669268559912.post-38432084448640231042009-01-23T11:35:00.000-08:002009-01-23T11:35:00.000-08:00Oh, me too, Gwen... It's costing me a fortune in ...Oh, me too, Gwen... It's costing me a fortune in depilatory!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492348669268559912.post-80897584457696531112009-01-23T10:52:00.000-08:002009-01-23T10:52:00.000-08:00I lived there once too. But it put hair on my ches...I lived there once too. But it put hair on my chest. :)Samhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05814226133626149225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492348669268559912.post-46415930627951229032009-01-23T10:43:00.000-08:002009-01-23T10:43:00.000-08:00You alone are funny (Crotch Mouse sprained my gigg...You alone are funny (Crotch Mouse sprained my giggler) and The Bloggess alone is funny, but when you feed off each other it's sublime. <BR/><BR/>Oh -- you're absolutely right about noisy roaches. I've lived in a few apartments both here and in NYC where you could be lulled to sleep at night by the sound of little roachy feet clicking across the kitchen counters.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492348669268559912.post-75300854553830352562009-01-23T10:14:00.000-08:002009-01-23T10:14:00.000-08:00I am thankful to never have lived in a place w/ ro...I am thankful to never have lived in a place w/ roach problems...I did grow up across the street from a refinerly though...LOLBird Shit https://www.blogger.com/profile/12965945374947557024noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492348669268559912.post-36640737513337417842009-01-23T09:52:00.000-08:002009-01-23T09:52:00.000-08:00I read your fisting buddies comment on The Blogges...I read your fisting buddies comment on The Bloggess and just HAD to come read your blog! Hilarious!!Miss Yvonnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17846050528788481201noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492348669268559912.post-63712353900434804782009-01-23T09:00:00.000-08:002009-01-23T09:00:00.000-08:00OMG I grew up in a crappy hood and we had the most...OMG I grew up in a crappy hood and we had the most disgusting house next door and got a horrible roach infestation once (my mother was absolutely mortified, I think the embarrassment bothered her more than the roaches themselves, actually) and I know EXACTLY what you mean by turning on the lights and hearing them all run back into the walls....so sick!!! Shudder.KaritaGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00276357406276660898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492348669268559912.post-66508796249329280462009-01-23T08:33:00.000-08:002009-01-23T08:33:00.000-08:00I lived in a house for a year that got broken into...I lived in a house for a year that got broken into, I think, five or six times. After the second or third we were just like, "Fuck it, that's what we get for paying $150 a month per person." Our septic pipe burst in our basement, so it was literally covered in crap. No hobos, though. We did have a neighbor named Buttons who got drunk with us once or twice, and he stole us a car as a gift for being, and I quote, "Fahkin chilles' white girls e'er."Rassleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12370070146085209687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492348669268559912.post-57282666763473045862009-01-23T08:24:00.000-08:002009-01-23T08:24:00.000-08:00Thats freaking hilarious. It reminds me of a house...Thats freaking hilarious. It reminds me of a house I lived in once. Not the hobo's, or the cockroaches, just the good memory.<BR/><BR/>LOL.Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03760990931331955567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1492348669268559912.post-62585546808073028572009-01-23T08:20:00.000-08:002009-01-23T08:20:00.000-08:00I have some of those buildings in my past too. Al...I have some of those buildings in my past too. Although, one of my roommates was such a slut that it was not uncommon to find strange men in the house at any time of the day. Them, or cops. Oh and the huge flying roaches, cuz I was living in Sydney. <BR/><BR/>Good times. :)LzyMomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08709940070805910842noreply@blogger.com