I am not great with bugs, but there was only one time where I really was like, OK why is there not some sort of service to call where they come to your house wearing large boots and carrying big swatters, because I am seriously NOT MENTALLY EQUPPED. That was for a multiple inches long 'pede of some sort that looked like a rubber bug out of a gumball machine. I just about had a nervous breakdown, before I finally executed it by smothering it with dish detergent. *is mightly, in the girliest possible way*
I hate bugs forever. *shudder* Especially flying ones or fast ones. They could jump on me! D:
Earwigs in my bathingsuit, every summer. Lurking mantises and walking stocks on the screen door, wasps in the eaves, bees crawling into my can of coke...
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Haaaaaate.
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Oh. Wait. I see you beat me to it.
Um. You didn't need that... actually, I'm not sure what that was before I smashed it... anyway, you didn't need it any more, did you? *winning smile*
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Also the fuzzy black kind that don't make webs and stay decently put, but instead ruuuuuun like hell and hide under my stuff and haaaaaaate.
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EEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWW!!! *hides*
I try to catch them and put them outside, but it's hard to do that trap it in a cup thing while one is jibbering with horror.
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ETA: or "wig"
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I hate these too, but at least they won't fly at me.
'Cepting that time a centipede FELL ON MY HEAD from the ceiling. D: D:
I had the jibblies for DAYS...
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Earwigs in my bathingsuit, every summer. Lurking mantises and walking stocks on the screen door, wasps in the eaves, bees crawling into my can of coke...
Haaaaate.
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I was at an outside bar once and a girl ate one. D:
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