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For starters- OMG Hamlet. What the HELL is the matter with Shakespeare? I just read (the sparknotes of) the end and- DUDE.
Also, I went to get my old pre-bedtime snack- pickles a few minutes ago. I happily drag the giant tankard of pickles we have out of the fridge, take out two spears, wrap them in a paper towel, and bring my pickles on a plate back to the desk. Then I return to put the pickle jar back- and see this GIANT GREY AND RED LIZARD.
Like, no joke. He was bigger than my hand with creepy green eyes and nothing made that bitch move.
So I took a picture, put a mixing bowl (that was too small for his big ass) over him and the tray he was chilling on, and took him outside.
And shook the tray.
And the bitch stayed put.
I had to like, scrape the completely alive lizard off the tray with the mixing bowl. And then he still refused to move. So I took another picture and locked the door and reset the alarm because holy hell, he was a lizard of XF proportions.
Also, I went to get my old pre-bedtime snack- pickles a few minutes ago. I happily drag the giant tankard of pickles we have out of the fridge, take out two spears, wrap them in a paper towel, and bring my pickles on a plate back to the desk. Then I return to put the pickle jar back- and see this GIANT GREY AND RED LIZARD.
Like, no joke. He was bigger than my hand with creepy green eyes and nothing made that bitch move.
So I took a picture, put a mixing bowl (that was too small for his big ass) over him and the tray he was chilling on, and took him outside.
And shook the tray.
And the bitch stayed put.
I had to like, scrape the completely alive lizard off the tray with the mixing bowl. And then he still refused to move. So I took another picture and locked the door and reset the alarm because holy hell, he was a lizard of XF proportions.