When Matt Haber awoke one morning from uneasy dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a monstrous gawkeroach...

Today might be a bit rough while I sift through all this rancid trash and get used to typing with my six new legs. Just don't turn the light on and I'll keep doing my thing. If I start to get too unpleasant, stomp on me with your shoe or hit me with a rolled up Vanity Fair.