Honey, the crisper is infested again, call the exterminator.
Having more protein in my diet is not worth having a cricket leg stuck in my throat.
I wonder if these can stand up to a nuclear holocaust as well as a standard roach?
If you're going to carry away a snack many times our own size, at least make sure it's made with real cheese.
Waiter, someone slipped some pesky noodles into my scary effing bug soup.
Who else held their breath, waiting for the scorpion to wake up?
I like my cricket burritos with no beans please. Gross. Who eats beans?