They aren't as superior as they may think they are.

I encountered a cockroach the size of a small puppy in the shower the other night - Da has a habit of doing the dishes in a bowl on the bathroom floor and draining the water through a sieve thingy to remove the food scraps which eventually go into the trash - eventually I say as they have been sitting a couple of days - hence the unwelcome visitors. So, of course, in order to protect that which I hold most valuable while I was showering, I attacked the three inch monster (no I mean the roach not THAT) with a toilet brush - I broke the handle of the brush - the roach merely smiled a roachy smile and chuckled as it moved a couple of feet away. I showered with one eye locked on my friend and then reported the whole incident to Da. She of course wss less than sympathetic - hell they eat the damned things - not in the shower and well fried. I told her I didnt want food left in the bathroom - I think my tone told her I was serious but I never expected any action (Barang Chgooat - Foreigner Crazy). Next day I found all signs of the food were gone and the sieve thingy was gone too and next to the bed I found an enormous aerosol which judging by the pictures on it was sufficient to kill an elephant. So last night I went to shower and sure enough there were 2 intruders presumably wondering where their snack had gone - I determined I was not going to be that snack - I know they don't eat humans but I have seen enough movies. I went to war with the aerosol - unbelievable - one squirt and they were on the floor on their backs doing a backstroke of Olympic standard. Two minutes later they were deader than a roach at a hippie rock festival. These bastards may be favorite to survive a nuclear apocalypse but if it comes to chemical warfare we have got it made. Postscript - this morning they were gone - I assume Da flushed them - I hope to god she didn't eat them (just kidding).