Every night, Frank would go down to the liquor store, get
a six pack, bring it home, and drink it while he watched TV.
One night, as he finished his last beer, the doorbell rang.
He stumbled to the door and found a six-foot cockroach
standing there. The bug grabbed him by the collar and threw
him across the room, then left.
The next night, after he finished his 4th beer, the
doorbell rang. He walked slowly to the door and found the
same six-foot cockroach standing there. The big bug punched
him in the stomach, then left.
The next night, after he finished his 1st beer, the
doorbell rang again. The same six-foot cockroach was
standing there. This time he was kneed in the groin and hit
behind the ear as he doubled over in pain. Then the big bug
The fourth night Frank didn't drink at all. The doorbell
rang. The cockroach was standing there. The bug beat the
snot out of Frank and left him in a heap on the living room
The following day, Frank went to see his doctor. He
explained events of the preceding four nights. "What can I
do?" he pleaded. "Not much" the doctor replied. "There's
just a nasty bug going around."