I’d been planning the perfect vacation for moths, but then nothing goes as planned, does it?

I mean it all started well, we arrived at our destination bleary eyed and exhausted, but the accommodation was nice, there was a smorgasbord, there was even a strange swimming pool to dip our antenna’s into, so we were happy.

The first night though, all hell broke loose.  Why?  They tried to squish me, I had to run for my life and when I complained to the travel agent, Cockroach’s A-Go-Go they said it was a cultural misunderstanding.

I’ll give you cultural misunderstanding, humans!

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