So it's 10 pm and I find myself in the company of three uproariously funny young men. Not a bad situation if you ask me. At any rate we were at a local pizza joint. One I had heard rave reviews over. For thier protection I won't name names - but it rhymes with Schmalvation Pizza.
The events that transpired were nothing unexpected and won't necessarily deter me from dining there in the future. But I will warn you. This is not for the weak at stomach.
So there we sit. in the quaint house-like setting. We admire the light fixtures and decorations. The pizza comes and we continue to lavish the accolades upon this place.
Conversation is entertaining to say the very least and atmosphere it delightful.

Then one of the dinner companions throws his slice of pizza down on his plate and through a full mouth partly covered by his hand yells 'whoa! look!'. the remaining three of us look to where he is guesturing. One of the others yells, "O my gosh!"
We all three crack up and are probably being a little over dramatic. but the sheer size of it was so shocking that there was nothing you could do other than react in a proportionately large manner.
Our waiter comes around the corner holding a measely paper towel. Someone says, "you're going to need more than that paper towel."
So he disappears around the corner to return wielding a broom along with his trusty paper towel.

After tracking down his game he comes up behind it and proceeds to beat the living crap out of it before he swipes it up with the PT and retreats back to the kitchen.

I have never seen a roach that large in all my life.
It didn't help that its three inch long body was contrasted by the yellow and white striped wall paper.

Anyways.
That's all I've got.