creep outs not make outs.
found this little guy in my sink the other night, i properly freaked out, screamed like a little girl and left the house running. this morning, i woke up and saw him again (i hope it was the same guy), except this time he was dead, still in the sink laying on his back, creepy little legs sticking straight out.
where there is one there is a million, right? time to bust out the raid, summer has hit shanghai.