Where we lived when the kids were little had a little black bug that came out in May, during hot days. They were called *punkies*.
When it bit, it actually left a hole in your skin. The bites itched like crazy but if you put anything on it like Benadryl or hydrocortisone, the bites burned horribly. You had to wash it off immediately, so there was no treating them. You just lived with it.
So one day my 5 year old says, *I’m sure there’s going to be punkies in hell. It certainly would increase the eternal torment.*
Cockroaches and heaven are mutually exclusive, in my book.
Never heard of them but they sound mean. Another mean bug are fire ants. They’re little itty-bitty things about the size of the period at the end of a sentence but boy howdie - when just one bites you’d think you were on fire. Then imagine you standing near a nest (they burrow in dirt) and the whole tribe of them come out. One homeless drunk guy fell asleep on a nest and died from the bites. Maybe they can join those *punkies* in Hell to add to that torment.
Learned sumpin new this morning...