by Chris Fri Oct 29, 2010 5:13 pm
No, but funny story. When I was eight years old, I was staying with my grandparents for a weekend. Across the street from them lived my aunt and uncle, so I go over to hang out with my cousins for a while. When I was there, me and my little cousin were wrestling on the floor in the living room, which was directly across from their kitchen. So we're ruffhousing and such, then I look up and saw a mouse/rat/whatever run across their kitchen floor. That was it. Playtime was over. Had enough courtesy to not say anything, but I *quickly* got the hell out of that house and never went back.
As for me personally, when I lived in my first apartment, there was a slight ladybug problem on the window sill, but that was nothing intolerable.
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