There I am, walking down Chestnut St., minding my own business when I notice people swerving to avoid stepping near a sidewalk grate. And they're pointing. That's not good.
Sure enough, one of the gnarliest
GKRs in creation is spazing out on the grate. The fucking thing looked like a red roach and giant bumblebee had mated. Its wings were up and it was hopping around angrily, and I could have sworn it had yellow bee-like stripes on its ass.
I don't need to tell you it was HUGE. Like THIS big! Bleh!
In other news, my strawberry/lime smoothie is very refreshing. If only I didn't feel like hurping.