Two Roaches Going Out for Lunch

Hey there buddy, look at the delicious roach feast commercial there on television.  "Let's take a break and go and get some of that delicious white paste for lunch." 

No way man, "I think they're closed right now.  Oh wait! I smell something coming from the bathroom.  I think its totally ripe.  Let's go get some of that."

"No way, you know I can't eat that crap. I may be a roach, but I don't eat everything.  Hey, I have a new idea.  You know that gel stuff our parents took at those bong parties.  It killed a lot of us, but now, we're the new generation and we've got immunity.  On second thought, you know, now that I am fully immunized the gel just doesn't seem that exciting anymore."

I think you're right.  A friend told me last week that the white paste stuff was totally delicious and the cool thing nowadays and there are no harmful effects.  Maybe we should go find some in the morning. 

That's a good idea.  We should do that paste thing in the morning, but tell me one thing.  What was that white dust on your feet and antennae?  We're you already eating some white paste? 

No.  I haven't had it yet.  I think I fell into some flour on the way over here.  Here, let me clean it off.  Oh man, I can't reach everywhere.  Will you lick the rest off?

If I weren't a roach I would say no, but, you know, since we are cannibals and all, why not?  Let me clean up that white powder on your back. 

"Oh great, that feels good. How does it taste?" 

"It doesn't taste like chicken, if that's what you are asking.  It's way too dry."

"I think you should get your head checked.  I mean, how does an agile adult like yourself, just happen to fall into some dry flour?"

"Who cares, we'll be eating like kings in the morning."

 "MMMMM, I love this white paste!  It is so delicious.  You can really tell the flavors are cooked in just perfectly.  And, the texture is so creamy and smooth.  I think we should open a white paste restaurant.  Let's tell everyone about this place and see if they like it too."

"Wait, I have a better idea.  Why don't you take some home with you to your family and friends. 

Oh yes, that's a wonderful idea.  I'll take a couple of grocery bags home. My family will love these leftovers" 

"You know, buddy, I am getting scared nowadays.  It seems like everyone is trying to kill us."

"I know what you mean.  A lot of people around here are dying and that white paste we ate last night was too good to be true.  If I die from this white paste, promise me one thing."

"Sure, anything for you, lifetime friend.  What is it?"

"If I die from that white paste, ask St. Peter why I was not immune?"