Crayfish
When I went down to the kitchen this morning, I found the kitchen sink filled up with live crayfish. My flatmate Juliana had been out fishing for crayfish the night before and hit the motherlode. Later, when I was sitting on the toilet, I discovered one of them had escaped, and were trying to claw my toes. Fucking freaky. Turned out several more had escaped and were running wild around our house.
