It's not a junebug: it's a roach my friend. A big, juicy, flying-around-the-room, Texas-sized roach that lived in a tree before it came to greet you. Not sure what to do? Put a glass on it and decide later when you're done havin a good-n-proper wig out. Take your time. These creatures are apocalpyse-proof and they'll be waiting.
Measures approximately 7" x 10"
Risograph printed on white 65# cover / 170gsm paper
