"I have told you a million times!" she screamed.

"I have told you a million times!" she screamed.

"A million and one." he corrected. The dishes in the sink formed sedimentary layers of flatware, china, and coagulated grease. Her scream shattered the stemware. His ears popped.

Her earworm finally came out, it was humming "Cheer up sleepy Jean...oh what can it mean?"

and holding a Monkees record in it's teeth. This wieghed the Earworm down somewhat and it fell from her ear to the floor with quite a loud bang that startled

the resident roach population. Creepy crawlers crept from their crevices to startle the guestd. Screams echoed through the halls of the ancient hotel. The manager stepped on a worm

with his bare feet. "That's it!" the manager said. "This is the end of your revolution. We're calling the exterminators!" The bugs began to panic. White vans were rolling in.

But the manager misread the bugs' agitation as panic--a mistake that would cost nearly everything. With an unearthly buzzing, the insects began to assemble into a writhing giant

The manager stumbled back as the insect giant formed. The buzzing was almost unbearable, and he covered his ears in a sorry attempt to block out the deafening noise.

The manager quickly realized that it wasn't his hands blocking his aural canals, but two of the giant insect's legs. His arms were quickly disappearing down the the insect's thorax