Confessions Of A 2000 Year Old Bed Bug

So, Dis Dude Is Hangin' On A Cross, Dyin', OK? 'N As I'm Suckin' Some Of The Last Drops 'O Blood Outta Da Poor Bastard 'E Looks Down At Me 'N Says, "Dude, Yer Drinkin' Da Blood 'O Da Lord.  Yer Gonna Live Ferever."  'Course, At Da Time, I Taught Da Dude Was Just Delirious From Da Agony 'E Was In, But 'Ere We Is, 2000 Plus Years Later, 'N I'm Still Suckin' Folks Blood Whilst Day Be Sleepin'.

So, Dis Dude Is Hangin’ On A Cross, Dyin’, OK? ‘N As I’m Suckin’ Some Of The Last Drops ‘O Blood Outta Da Poor Bastard ‘E Looks Down At Me ‘N Says, “Dude, Yer Drinkin’ Da Blood ‘O Da Lord. Yer Gonna Live Ferever.” ‘Course, At Da Time, I Taught Da Dude Was Just Delirious From Da Agony ‘E Was In, But ‘Ere We Is, 2000 Plus Years Later, ‘N I’m Still Suckin’ Folks’ Blood Whilst Day Be Sleepin’.Β  Guess ‘E Weren’t Dat Crazy After All, Eh? Β  Becky The Bed Bug, September 12th, 2004

 

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20 thoughts on “Confessions Of A 2000 Year Old Bed Bug

  1. Dude you rock

  2. The hospital I worked at went nuts if we found a bed bug. The room had to be quarantined, the PT stripped, bathed , including hair, taken from the room on a stretcher, put in a new room, bathed again, dressed, the old room had to be sealed and plant ops had to come fumigate it. All equipment had to be given a special cleaning after fumigation. Why now that I see how nice they are from your blog I regret our efforts to wipe them out. πŸ™‚ hugs

  3. This is brilliant on so many levels!

  4. Big deal – to go dyin’ if ya knows yer gonna be raised agin and transpotted up ta heav’n. Fo Evah an’ Evah. Sheesh! Nobody gonna do dat fo’ me.

  5. Phonetically beautiful πŸ™‚

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