The thing that gets to me is when Slobbo start piling up his Amazon boxes right next to the boiler or furnace, or his crap blocks access to the electric service panel.Slobbo always looks like he has profoundly special needs when you point it out to him, staring back at you with less expression than a corpse's. 

In the interest of world class customer service, I got dressed, went over and squished the arachnid post haste then dispatched his little corpse down the drain.

The only way it could have been worse would been if it had taken an HP Lovecraft "The Rats In the Wall" sort of direction.Could you have found a perennially broke alcoholic or two to handle the roach corpse cleanup?

The slug of water and sewage creates a temporary vacuum which draws air past the rotting corpse that then stinks up the bathroom in some fashion - crack in vent line, bad wax seal, etc. 

The Fed raises the corpse of the dollar and dances it around every now and then to keep the party going.

But hey, who knows, maybe they can reanimate the corpse of Ronny into POTUS and things will change.

Is the best inheritance plan we can have for our kids is to have them moneygrubbing over our corpses at the ends of our lives?