On the other hand, I had no great fondness for the swarms of roaches that infested the apartment I shared with Marty. Roaches were disgusting, and I was perfectly happy to let Marty squish and scald as many as he wanted. Especially since he did it so entertainingly. Obviously I have conflicting feelings on the subject. I took a swallow and the fog began to clear.
Human bodies are sure a lot more fun than cockroach bodies.
I sighed, wondering why I was taking any of this seriously. I mean after all, Marty's got every right to be annoyed with these awful bugs crawling on him at night and everything. He likes killing cockroaches. There's nothing I can do about Marty, even if I wanted to. It's you're problem, for God's sake.