The Bunny Burrow

Honestly... after working with about 20 of them at work having to handle them and using a hand lens to identify them (although dead), in doing so having to bring 5 inch long centipedes about 2 inches from my face.... that story didn't bother me at all. :rolleyes:

Although paratrooper ones, like the one you encountered, might make me wonder where they got the technology from.

Dude, when they're alive, they move very, very, scary fast. And, on the vinyl floor, they make this noise...kind of a..."skritcha, skritcha, skritcha"...and did I mention the bite? Ack.

I have no idea how this one got on my ceiling because they usually stick to dark, woody areas but...*shiver*
 
they bite? :( Gross.

ETA: I wiki'ed them.

The big ones EAT BATS. OMG.

I flushed one down the toilet once. Now I'm glad.
 
they bite? :( Gross.

ETA: I wiki'ed them.

The big ones EAT BATS. OMG.

I flushed one down the toilet once. Now I'm glad.

Oh yeeeess, they bite. Snorkelling with friends one day, tough guy puts on his booties and..."WTF?! OW!!!" Large centipede crawls out. Friend went numb right up to his groin. At that point he started to worry.

Luckily, after my disturbing cockroach-in-bootie incident, I always shake out my wetsuit booties before I put them on.
 
Oh yeeeess, they bite. Snorkelling with friends one day, tough guy puts on his booties and..."WTF?! OW!!!" Large centipede crawls out. Friend went numb right up to his groin. At that point he started to worry.

Luckily, after my disturbing cockroach-in-bootie incident, I always shake out my wetsuit booties before I put them on.

He was okay though, right? He wasn't allergic?
 
When we lived in Texas they warned us in kindergarten that centipedes are poisonous. I've been terrified of them ever since. Even though they aren't where I live, and they're really tiny and live under rocks.

I mean isn't it bad enough that they're GROSS looking? They gotta be poisonous, too? :eek:
 
O.K., I'm back for a while, I had someone tied up last night but she is now free, I did not get any sleep.
 
He died, gasping and clutching at his groin.

But on the upside, he willed all hs dive gear to me. ;)

Pfffft, pulling my leg...see how you like it...:p

When we lived in Texas they warned us in kindergarten that centipedes are poisonous. I've been terrified of them ever since. Even though they aren't where I live, and they're really tiny and live under rocks.

I mean isn't it bad enough that they're GROSS looking? They gotta be poisonous, too? :eek:

Geesh. No kidding.
 
I know this isn't Dear X, but this is my thread, so what the heck?

Dear Dispatch Shift,

Please hurry up and be over. I only have 22 more minutes of you left. I'd appreciate it if you'd go by quickly, so I can lie down and go to sleep. I'm really, really tired for some reason. Thanks!

~Bunny
 
Ok, so I want to start yet another thread. Actually, it's not an original idea; it's something I saw posted on another board, and I just wondered what kind of responses I'd get here. But, dude, I've started so many threads here lately that I'm sure everyone's just plain sick of me now, LOL.

Am I seriously contemplating this? :confused: I need to get out more.
 
Ok, so I want to start yet another thread. Actually, it's not an original idea; it's something I saw posted on another board, and I just wondered what kind of responses I'd get here. But, dude, I've started so many threads here lately that I'm sure everyone's just plain sick of me now, LOL.

Am I seriously contemplating this? :confused: I need to get out more.

So what is it already? :p
 
I'm searching to see if there's already a similar thread, or at least one I can find. If not, I'll probably go ahead and start a new one. ;)

So do you get bologna when you're this direct with your butcher when you go in looking for good fresh chickens to roast?
 
I'm trying to figure out something. It seems like almost everything I say here is either misunderstood or the point is missed altogether. I do my best to be clear, and that usually results in me typing way more than I should. Do I obscure my meaning in all the words or something? Or are lots of people just illiterate fucks?
 
I'm trying to figure out something. It seems like almost everything I say here is either misunderstood or the point is missed altogether. I do my best to be clear, and that usually results in me typing way more than I should. Do I obscure my meaning in all the words or something? Or are lots of people just illiterate fucks?
Um, yes. :p


(You should have known you'd get that answer, either from me, or H, or someone... :rolleyes: )
 
I'm trying to figure out something. It seems like almost everything I say here is either misunderstood or the point is missed altogether. I do my best to be clear, and that usually results in me typing way more than I should. Do I obscure my meaning in all the words or something? Or are lots of people just illiterate fucks?

I usually read your questions and want to pick your brain a little more to figure out what's really going on. It's not that you're unclear but I usually do wonder what the rest of the story is. That's no knock against you. I think that about a lot of people here. See KC's thread! I'm sitting there thinking, ok, what does she want, who is she looking for, what does she want from a relationship...I have a lot of follow up questions.
 
I'd rather be a smartass than a dumbass... or an illiterate fuck.

Yes, being a smartass is much more preferable!

I usually read your questions and want to pick your brain a little more to figure out what's really going on. It's not that you're unclear but I usually do wonder what the rest of the story is. That's no knock against you. I think that about a lot of people here. See KC's thread! I'm sitting there thinking, ok, what does she want, who is she looking for, what does she want from a relationship...I have a lot of follow up questions.

See, I normally cut myself off because I always feel like I write TOO much, which makes people go "Screw reading this long-winded crap," LOL. So maybe I should write more. (She says, as all the bandwidth on Lit cringes.)

Blargh, I'm terrible at making decisions!

No, seriously, I am. I'm trying to switch telephone/Internet providers, and I'm practically in tears. "What do I dooooooo? So many options!!!!!"

I really should get out more.
 
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