the other night, i was sitting in the hall watching television.

out of no where.... a silly thing ran/wriggle from the back of the tv console all the way to the main door.... and stop there....

i looked up...and there is was.... the enemy of the state. dark and about 15 cm long!!

i shout to my commander...open the door open the door.... let it run out.... please!!!! i don't feel like killing today! can you believe that.... maybe i am getting old, the will to fight is all but gone.

my commander told me NO NO NO...you look out for it...make sure it don't run anywhere... i go get the ammo....

my eye was fix to him like super glue.... and he was just there.... waiting.

i did not go near him, i was like miles away....

i told my commander to open the door before spraying the chemical weapons.... maybe he will run out of the house...i mean camp.

the door was slowly opened.....

pissssssssssss.......

instead of running out of the house...he ran into our ammo dump!!!

my wife....oops...my commander shouted to me to get a tissue paper so that she can grab the sucker with her bare hands.... much like rambo using his bare hands to kill his emeny.... so brave!

i was so getting ready to run for the tissue paper when the sicker ran deeper into the ammo dump.... now there is no way we can get him..... we cannot possibly bomb the ammo dump!!! so she continue to spray hoping that he will come out suffocate and surrender....

its day 7 today..... he is no where in sight... much like the limper who escape and vanished without a trace..... i did not blog this because i did not want the enemy to read this and counter attack.

should i fire my commander, for been incompetent??

another useless thought.