Don't bugs talk to each other?

By now you'd think they'd have spread the word that bugs that dare to venture into my domain don't last very long.  That they'd at least chat each other up.

Ant:  "Yo Bob, haven't seen Chuck in a while.  You heard from him recently?"

Earwig:  "No, Janice, haven't seen him since he went into that crazy bitch's apartment.  You know, the one that plays one hell of a squeaky clarinet.  Come to think of it, Frank went in there last week and I haven't been able to find him either."

Ant:  "Strange.  Think it's a coincidence?"

Just now, I found a big sucker that looked like this in my kitchen.

How dare it.

Needless to say, it be dead.  And I may have loudly proclaimed "Eww!" upon first seeing it but at least I did not squeal and scream like a girl.

It's the small victories in life, after all.