Dear Armadillidium vulgare

Dear Armadillidium vulgare,

I know not the manner in which you came to be on my ceiling. Nor do I know why you struck my lower back as you fell from the ceiling to the back of my chair.

I do know, however, that you are now, or soon will be, in a sewer and presumably amongst vast amounts of waste matter.

armadillidium_vulgare

P.S. I thoroughly relished the experience of peeing on you, you fucking invertebrate.

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