We have an issue with house geckos here. I went for a good two months without ever spotting one, then one fateful evening I got up in the middle of the night to get some water and as soon as I switched on the kitchen light, one of these lizardy bastards scurried across my hand, along the wall and hid somewhere above the cupboards.
Fast forward to two weeks later, mum was grabbing a bowl of cereal and as she lifted up the spoon to her mouth she looked down and found a dead gecko covered in milk and raisin bran in her bowl. Obviously it freaked me out a bit. So much so that I began checking the bags of cereal before pouring out a bowl and sure enough, a few days later I peered in the bag and there was a dead gecko just chilling in my Honey Bunches of Oats. I went off cereal until we bought an airtight dispenser.
So out of frustration and curiosity, I googled this strange phenomenon and sure enough, it's a thing here in Singapore. And Southeast Asia. They are Common House Geckos, according to Wikipedia and they are "harmless to humans" though the bigger ones can bite. Softly. Their tails fall off when they are alarmed, their poop stinks and streaks your walls and they like to come out at night. What the french toast? Really, Singapore?!?! Geckos?
The only experience I have had with geckos is the charming little anthropomorphic English gecko on the Geico ads. Yeah, no. Geckos are not cute. They won't save you money on car insurance and they won't make you a lovely cup of tea. They are horrible, gross little bastards that leave poop streaks on your walls, die in your cereal and terrorize you with their vanishing tricks.
The next time I see one of you little jerks, I will end you.
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