I keep a
roach motel
under my
kitchen sink,
***
though,
really,
I don’t
know why.
***
It hasn’t
caught
any-thing
in years.
***
Not
since they
moved the
interstate.
I keep a
roach motel
under my
kitchen sink,
***
though,
really,
I don’t
know why.
***
It hasn’t
caught
any-thing
in years.
***
Not
since they
moved the
interstate.
t r e f o l o g y 
I hope the motel remains empty because once cockroaches move in they’ll be everywhere
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Maybe I can still sell the lot to developers. It is u-pipe adjacent.
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Lucky you 👌🏼
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Thanks, David
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That one roach who dresses up like his mother creeps me out.
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Funny, FW. I tried to include a reference to Psycho but I couldn’t make it work. Thanks.
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They’re all camping out at Roach Lake, a dry lake just off the side of I-15 near the California border. Apparently, they are complaining that human beings have encroached upon their camping community, and that they risk becoming an infestation.
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Haha. Thanks, David
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Relocate the motel!
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Well, mother lives in the main house, and she likes to keep an eye on the motel from her window. But thanks, YAB
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:D I had one that also didn’t work when I lived in an apartment. I guess the room service wasn’t to their liking.
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Well, that is just basic customer service, MM. And thanks!
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Chuckle. Chuckle.
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Haha ok. Thanks, B
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Readers competing for the Trefology Award eh? but there’s only one Geo Raymond. Say, by the way, how did you come to make up the word Trefology? — very clever idea — when you type trefology in any search engine, you and you alone come up.
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Hey Mich. Short answer: I used my grandfather’s name. A name as hard to pronounce as it is to remember. To the end of his days my grandfather received mail addressed to Tregger, Trefler, Trekfor, Trebber, Trefmer and occasionally, his actual name, Trefcer.
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Interesting, thanks. Trefcer pops up mainly in NY end of 1800s, orig. from Europe of course. I wish I could think of a tricky name, I’ve used Michelmoreorless, not too catchy… Michelaneous… nah — screwit!
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They checked out. Maybe in more ways than one,
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That is why it’s cash only. Thanks, Pam
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The only roach I want to see is Hal. Good one, t’logy!
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Amen to that. Thanks, Chag. And though I don’t usually reference myself in the comment section, this time it seems fitting:
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Perfect rejoinder! Love it.
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Maybe there’s no vacancy, Tref. I’ve heard roaches check in, but they don’t check out.
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Oh they still check in, alright, but now it is just to party. Maybe it’s the low hourly rates. idk. Thanks, M
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lol :D very good!
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Much appreciated, my dearest Anne of Ireland (you are in Ireland, right?)
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