Sep 25, 2007 11:55
So this morning, Sara and I were wheeling the garbage cans around to the front of the house, and as I was shifting the garbage can away from the fence a tiny centipede ran at me.
It was so gross, but at least it went away quickly into a crack in the concrete, so I went back to trying to move the can, and ANOTHER small centipede scurried out from under the wheel.
I was like FUCK THIS SHIT and gave the garbage can a good tug, which apparently triggered the boss fight! It was at least three inches long, and WIDE AND LEGGY AS FUCK, and next thing I knew I was at the other end of the alley shaking in terror! And the centipede was like, "your entire party has been killed" and it slowly sauntered off into the sunset
And that's how my day was ruined before it began!