eleventy billion arms to hold you.
Eric would like it announced that he singlehandedly killed a rather prehistorically gigantic bug in my kitchen last night.
I helped by averting my eyes from a safe distance and trying not to think that:
What do you think of Anchorage? I'm thinking I'd have to buy one of those long puffy coats before I could move. I could train huskies and malamutes to run the iditarod.
In spite of my weenieness, Eric was very brave. And it's a good thing the bug didn't fall on him because he'd totally have a brain full of mushy bug eggs right now if it had.
I helped by averting my eyes from a safe distance and trying not to think that:
- the four inch long thing that seemed to be solely comprised of legs might crawl in my mouth when I'm sleeping
- somehow the killing process would rocket said thing across the room to land on my person
- perhaps it would then crawl under my skin, lay eggs in my brain and die
- if I moved right at this moment to the Alaskan frozen tundra I might never have to deal with a bug again -- and by "deal" I mean stand in frozen terror before its little shimmering legs
What do you think of Anchorage? I'm thinking I'd have to buy one of those long puffy coats before I could move. I could train huskies and malamutes to run the iditarod.
In spite of my weenieness, Eric was very brave. And it's a good thing the bug didn't fall on him because he'd totally have a brain full of mushy bug eggs right now if it had.