The great roach trick, part three

Part three of The Great Roach Trick.....“Carl! Carl! They’re up my leg again! Ahaaaaaa! They’re in my hair! Ahaaaaaaa! One flew in my mouth! Help me Carl! Open that damned door, or I’m going to die!”
Doctor Carl pushed and pulled that door so hard that he slipped down again, and knocked Miss Tina back against the front wall where about fifty roaches fell off right down in that Yankee red hair. You ain’t never seen a woman’s hands move so fast trying to knock them roaches outta her hair. Doctor Carl only made it to his knees before he fell down again. After cussing like crazy he crawled over to an office chair, picked it up, and yelled at Miss Tina.
“Tina, get away from the door!”
Then Doctor Carl threw the chair through the door glass, stepped through the broken glass, and managed to pull out the board we’d put under the door. Finally they both ran out still slapping at roaches. Miss Tina was so upset she was just a-quivering, and Doctor Carl grabbed her and pointed to his car across the street.
“Quick, get in the car!” he yelled.
When he said that, me and John Clayton looked at each other and almost split a gut thinking about Miss Tina jumping in Doctor Carl’s big car which was full of roaches. We could see them sticking to the car windows from across the street.
Miss Tina pulled her skirt down, and she and Doctor Carl ran over to his car, opened the doors, and jumped in.
“Ahaaaaa! Ahaaaaaa!”
“Whooooo! Whooooo!”
Miss Tina let out another ear piercing scream and another and another.
“The car’s full of roaches!” screamed Miss Tina as she frantically tried to get out. Well, Miss Tina was pretty fast getting outta that car, but since she’d sat down on top of maybe thirty or forty roaches a bunch of them got out of the car with her hanging on to her skirt, and a few managed somehow to get in that funny colored red hair. Doctor Carl was cursing and yelling like nothing I’ve ever heard, while he knocked roaches off his suit, but Miss Tina was a whole ’nother thing, and I thought for a minute she had totally lost it as she danced and screamed while trying to rid herself of the more active roaches.
“Carl, help! Get this damn roach out of my hair!” she screamed.
Doctor Carl slapped a really big one right above Miss Tina’s ear and roach gunk splattered everywhere.
“Oh, oh, damn you, Carl! Now I’ve got roach guts in my hair!”
Finally, they knocked off the last of the roaches, and with Miss Tina crying hysterically, they hurriedly walked around the corner of the block, and I was danged sure they were going to look for Curly.