Kamemushi War!!!! カメムシ戦争

The cooler days are bringing an end to the spider and bee reign of terror on my life, but an unfortunate side effect of the shift in temperature is the rise of that foe unbeatable by conventional warfare, the kamemushi.

While bees and spiders are easily killed without remorse and with little hassle (unless you like to keep the soles of your shoes clean, freak), death is the ultimate weapon of the kamemushi. While living he is menacing, like a suicide bomber but instead of dynamite that produces an explosion, he has glands in his thorax between the first and second pair of legs which produce foul smelling liquid.* He taunts you, daring you to smush him with a rolled up newspaper, slowly crawling around, or falling on the ground legs up and writhing pitifully. Daring you to make your move. Daring you to be your own undoing.

The kamemushi protests he only attacks when he himself is threatened, but there is nothing passive about the full-on assault the kamemushi is waging upon this fair hillside country school. In one classroom yesterday, intrepid students counted 200 of the kamemushi which had invaded.

That's what this is. An invasion.

Kamemushi King, if there is such a thing, I beg of you. Please leave. Take your army and go elsewhere. While you are easy to kill, doing so only harms ourselves in turn... NO, please give us peace. We want peace. Give us your demands.

*Thanks wikipedia!


I found this on google images. Work of a kamemushi sympathizer.