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>>136355 Since my dad hurt his back, he asked me to take his pickup out to this hick's house to pick up some cheap firewood. So I did, I get there, pay the trailer trash and go to pick up a bundle of logs. As soon as I stand up straight, a bunch of those little fuckers just start crawling out from between the logs and every fucking crack possible. It was like a fucking swarm and they were all going up my arms and shit. Naturally, I freaked the fuck out. Almost screamed like a little girl while I did an advanced version of the 'ew dance' and run backwards a good ten feet. I pretty much stripped down to my briefs on the spot, left my clothes, got in the truck and got the hell out of there.
needless to say, even though i didn't get bit, i had a phobia of all bugs for the next few weeks and constantly thought things were crawling on me. that day i went from being a man to a little girl in ten seconds.
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