My hilarious (and vigilant) daughter Brooklyn took it upon herself to leave the above message in the Loft of one of the DD&F buildings a few weeks ago. Every week, we clean one of the buildings - it's a really old building, an old house actually, and there are always bugs or things (we found a baby squirrel once...) that find their way in.  A few weeks ago, we picked up dinner downtown and brought it to the office to eat before we cleaned.

Brooklyn's cautionary tale pretty much describes the events that unfolded. It was gruesome. The only good thing about it was that Wyeth didn't have the roach in his mouth. I might have thrown up.  Oh, and the roach WAS deceased. That's the second piece of good news. 

Still...BEWARE!