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So I’m at work yesterday and came across what apparently was a fairly large cricket. Not even thinking a second about it, I stomped on it and grinded it into the ground. You would have thought I crushed a newborn with the outcry around the office.

No you can’t kill a cricket, it’s bad luck! You’re supposed to set them free! Noooooooo! You fucking maniac! Murderer!

Why??? As far as I’m concerned it’s just a loud, annoying cockroach. Usually the only way I can even tell the difference is if it jumps. You’re not even a fucking Asian, why would you adopt some random foreign superstition? They also believe suicide is a noble thing over there, so why not adopt that? Go eat some octopus cock while you’re at it, too. These are the same assholes that will pinch people that don’t wear green on St. Patrick’s Day, even though the closest they’ve ever come to Ireland is when they ordered a baked potato at Wendy’s.

I thought you couldn't kill a praying mantis? now crickets are off limits - what the fuck?

*crickets*

Keyser Soze Wrote:*crickets*

I was gonna give it another day and post about the irony

that wouldnt be irony

Keyser Soze Wrote:that wouldnt be irony

irony of situation is a discrepency between the expected result and actual results. In this case he was expecting answers or participation, instead all he got was metaphorical crickets.

dont try to school me, retardo.