December 22nd, 2004
|08:38 am - Warning, bugs ahead!|
featherynscale, does this look familiar?
bamfchickie had it posted in her journal, and I was wondering if this might be a picture of the atomic mutant five-bugs-fucking bugs that exist in your bedroom. . . Which I have just realized I did not seek in an adventure-filled night.
Current Mood: awake
Current Music: "Waiting for the Next Explosion", -JB
Why warn about bugs, but not put it in an LJ-cut? :P
Because you're the only person I would be willing to cut for, but there are enough squeemish people on my friends list that it was worth letting 'em squirm :)
Sorry, the squirming of the multitude was worth your slight discomfort :)
Nice to know where I stand. :P
On my shoulders, if you can't reach something up high.
I must spend a lot of time up there then. ;)
|Date:||December 22nd, 2004 02:15 pm (UTC)|| |
holy fucking shit. It's like the cross of a flea and a grasshopper, that I totally want to annihilate.
Nuke it from orbit, it's the only way to be sure.
Yes, isn't it an amazingly strange and frightening bug?
|Date:||December 22nd, 2004 02:29 pm (UTC)|| |
Looks like a mole cricket. We used to have those in our basement in SC.
So, what you're saying is, there's like, not just one species of bug like this, but potentially several? Oh, how nice :)
yeah, we have a similar type with red on the legs in southern mississippi. the good thing is they don't fly, though they look like they do.
Totally non-bug-related, but what's your icon from?
Ah! I've heard of it but not yet seen it. :)
*jaw drops* If those things are in my bedroom, I think I'll just move thank you very much. I've got the cold chills just thinking about it.
it looks like a cross between a misquito, jumping flea and well...ummm grasshopper..and ick!!! yeap yeap yeap..gross bug..must smoosh it with boot...yeap yeap yeap...
Dude! One of my buddies at the Metals studio would love to see one of those. He's into bugs.
that looks like the type of crickets we have in mississippi.
|Date:||December 23rd, 2004 12:31 am (UTC)|| |
My Best Bug Story
Every summer during in college, I was a camp counselor in La Grange, Texas. Because I had the farthest-back-in-the-woods cabin, I once had to kill a five-inch one of these with my own flip-flop.