And yeah, ~ma for TCG's step grandma, sj.
Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Sometimes I think of global warming pushing palmetto bugs as far north as NYC and the only thing that comforts me is the thought that maybe Manhattan will be underwater by that time, making the giant flying roaches a moot point.
Either they already have or waterbugs can actually use those wings to fly.
A few weeks ago there was one banging around my living room at eight or nine feet up. It would crash into a wall or shelf and then change direction. I called my Sister freak.ing.out.
Should I run into my bedroom and hide? Sure, but then I won't know where it is, will I? At least this way I can keep an eye on it. While I'm screaming my head off every time it moves.
Should I try and kill it? With what? And what if that pisses it off?
Eventually it crawled under an easy chair in the foyer. Hopefully to die. And not to lay eggs. I was not tempted to move the chair and try and kill the thing, it might start flying again or ATTACK ME.
I'm lucky I survived.
Disinclined towards scuttling as a lifestyle choice
Yeah, if it wants to pretend to just be a spot on the wall, more power to it. Just still be there when I glance over again, and don't make me start looking around anxiously.
Pete is wise.
I am, I really am. Someone want to tell my wife.
Though if you wind up taking a job in LA, *I* would consider it a net gain.
Uh huh. Well, won't you look silly when we've pinned your sorry-ass down in Seattle.
Okay maybe the only thing wise about me is being a wise-ass, I know.
Either they already have or waterbugs can actually use those wings to fly.
They're here in VERY small numbers, and only during the hottest months of the year, after which they quite sensibly die out. (Oh, hi, August! Didn't see you there! Go away now please!) If it gets much warmer, we'll start seeing them all year.
meara, oh no!!
Tep, way cool!
I have never seen such a casual plod towards the big 10K. Did you people all become jaded while I was away? Or perhaps you became... *shudder* adults!
Crazy talk, I know.
Come on, 10K!
LAST POST, BITCHES!
Aww, quit yer bitchin'! Here, any rate.
Bitchin' continues over here: Pete, Husband of Jilli "Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?" Aug 6, 2008 4:17:01 pm PDT