Thursday, August 29, 2013

Monster #11

I've only been stung by a wasp twice in my life. Both happened this year. The first time was when I put my foot in my old comfy pair of Toms to walk out for a snack right after getting back from our Belize vacation. Little did I know the little f*cker was hanging out in my shoe!

The second time was when we drove out to the Animal Ark out near Reno. While one of the Jaguar feeders was talking to me, one crawled up my shirt and stung me next to my belly button. She kept right on talking through my look of horror and subsequent frantic arm flailing/foot stomping.


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