Not here. Of course, you live in a state where I've seen mosquitos holding machine guns. Animals I've only seen safely contained behind high walls in zoos waltzing up to me like a hooker while getting something out of the trunk. Wildlife is boring in South-Western Ontario. I have to deal with (again) Bob and Steve, the two skunks in my backyard who throw Cleveland Steamer orgies in my shed. They have yet to "get" me, aside from them and the 10,485,202,498 coywolfs howling across the street at night every time a truck downshifts... THAT'S the big-time wildlife issue here. Lotsa yellowjackets too. My arch enemy, I'm terrified of them. Fuck them to high hell.
Now I feel bad because those things creep the fuck out of me too. Let's have cat gifs instead. Spoilered for size. Spoiler Spoiler
It WAS me who started it. Let's change the subject: has anyone ever read Upton Sinclair's The Jungle?
You want to ruin meat for us too? Savaging our sleep wasn't enough. While we're at it: CDC Study Finds 58% Of Public Pools Tested Positive For E.Coli Nothing like cooling off in the summer by diving into 50,000 gallons of refreshing poop juice.
Y'know what's fun? Stealing paper ketchup cups from fast food restaurants at 11pm on a Friday. The most interesting people are willing to help you with your caper. Stupidly, I just threw back eight tester shots. This does not bode well for the evening.
Nothing is scarier than walking into work after your lunch break, and heading to the bathroom - and while you're at the urinal, both your fly and your guard down, you hear, for a split-second.... CCHH. And your eyes go wide, suddenly realizing that, somewhere on your body, there is a cicada. Staring at you with those red eyes. And your dick is out. I shudder at the memory.
You know what really struck me when I was back home in Idaho? At night the woods are quiet. Not a peep. Down in Mississippi the woods are incredibly noisy at night. Cicadas, tree frogs, Whippoorwills, & God only knows what else. In the summer when those fucking cicadas came out you couldn't hear yourself think by mid afternoon. You know what quiets them down? A shotgun. For about 8 seconds. Then one starts up and all 8 godzillion of them all join in again.
I always attributed it to loudly rotting teeth, but I can understand how rotting teeth and incest could sound similar.
Seriously, until I moved down there I had never heard the term "Double cousin." I thought they were fucking with me the first time I heard it, but I heard the same thing a frightening number of times.
Is that all it is? Taking a breaking from boiling your farmed dirt to make sweet, tender love to any and all available blood relatives and pets you share the residence with? Surely there are family trees that don't look like snakes eating themselves out there in Duellingbanjosville. I'm sure they take in the culture, like a night out to take in the arts at the Monster Truck rally or unlicensed MMA tournament while making sure to TiVo Storage Wars. But incest? It's unfair to assume such stereotypes. It's bad enough what with all the racism on here lately.
Tomorrow I'll be riding my bike up to Evergreen for the first time this year. I'm super stoked, should be fun assuming I don't get stuck behind slow assholes who don't understand that they need to pull over if they're going 25 in a 35 on a two lane road. Nothing ruins a good ride like getting stuck in that crap. Considering it'll be Saturday I'm guessing this will happen. For anyone who rides motorcycles in non-mountain states, why? It has to be super boring to ride straight for hours on end.
Close. But I owned the only mud racing track in the county and I closed that down about 5-6 years ago. Thus, left to their own devices, this is what they came up with for culture: <a class="postlink" href="http://djournal.com/view/full_story/22131884/article-Authorities-busts-large-dog-fighting-ring-in-Benton-County" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://djournal.com/view/full_story/221 ... ton-County</a>