Now, I'm usually OK with bugs. I mean, crickets are just annoying, and roaches are gross, but the occasional daddy long leg, or big old "skeeter eater" as we called them as kids are just fine by me. These are beneficial creatures and I don't make a habit out of killing them for sport. This, however...
does me no favors whatsoever. There aren't very many critters that freak me out as bad as scorpions. So needless to say, there is now a VERY poisonous wet spot on my wall, and the framed piece of art that it fell behind that will never ever come down again.
Amen.
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