tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712393967576531341.post4038285670543824969..comments2023-06-12T10:53:27.662-04:00Comments on wait for it: The End Of An Era: RIP Chubby and LipstickAmy Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507991317076642201noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712393967576531341.post-87708335730247166832011-03-04T08:52:16.344-05:002011-03-04T08:52:16.344-05:00And I used to think I did it all for the stories, ...And I used to think I did it all for the stories, but that's too much work to do for kicks! No, this is indeed the end of an era: no more c-roaches. I kinda missed them this morning when I saw some new gadget that lights up the bug from underneath and projects it onto your ceiling. Not sure what Chubby and Lipstick would have felt about it, but a giant roach crawling across the ceiling would have been a sight to behold! And a story to tell.Amy Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08507991317076642201noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712393967576531341.post-72747431019186790862011-03-03T21:57:00.313-05:002011-03-03T21:57:00.313-05:00I remember cockroaches of similiar size in our hou...I remember cockroaches of similiar size in our house growing up, and then again in Texas--that one was a flying cockroach, and when Martin tried to remove it peaceably (he will not harm anything if he can help it), it flew into his hair and I just killed myself laughing.<br />Will you get more? Did the boys choose this over another pet, such as a snake or rodent? You are my only friend who willingly goes into a ring where she may get knocked out and my only friend who had cockroaches for pets. It all makes for very interesting stories.Kimberly Long Cockrofthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12643647548457841480noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712393967576531341.post-84022128975131559162011-03-02T21:53:58.758-05:002011-03-02T21:53:58.758-05:00You know what's funny? When the first one died...You know what's funny? When the first one died--Sticky--we were completely sad and crying. I couldn't believe I was crying over an insect. But these ones, who look exactly the same, did not instill the same level of sentimentality. I even got creeped out holding them sometimes, whereas I enjoyed playing with Sticky. Doesn't make a bit of sense, but there you have it.Amy Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08507991317076642201noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712393967576531341.post-53251408495468103762011-03-02T19:57:43.911-05:002011-03-02T19:57:43.911-05:00I'm sorry for your loss.I'm sorry for your loss.Holyoke Homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13565635012535449422noreply@blogger.com