
I was cool with it at first, you know "Live and let live" and all. Then he lunged and I spilled my coffee.
...thats when I knew the fool had to go DOWN! Luckily, I keep nunchucks under the eyewash. I was able to manage the problem, and clean up the splattered ichor before the cafe closed. So I still got my biscuit, which is good, because if I miss my biscuit it puts me in a BAD mood.
Regardless, I'm banning food in the classroom yet again. I'm pretty sure it was the leftover smell of cheetos that attracted the thing in the first place. That and the prevalent scent of despair that has been lingering ever since I passed back the last PS test.
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#2 On the countdown? I went with animals, yet again.
These are african Driver ants. They bite, sting, travel in colonies of the millions, and can strip animals to the bone in a matter of hours. Its a popular method of torture to stake some poor guy to the gound near a colony of these guys. Yikes.
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