This morning I was eating a bowl of cereal when I saw what looked like a praying mantis on the ceiling in the kitchen. I casually called my dad in to come get it. I wasn't too freaked out or anything, it was just a praying mantis.
He tried to grab it but it flew away from him and behind me. He kept trying to grab it and then all of a sudden I felt it's claws of death latch onto my poor arm. I screamed and pleaded for my life. I felt it move into my hair and I kept screaming.
My dad retrieved it from my hair and I went on eating my cereal.
5 comments:
YIKES!! I don't think I would have been able to calmly go back to eating my cereal! I'm sure it would have been spilled all over the kitchen as I was flailing my body around trying to get that praying mantis off of me!!!
p.s. I really like the 'flock of turkey' theory. I told Steven and we both kind of think that you just can't stop smiling when thinking about Ammon sheparding a bunch of turkeys!!
Oooo that gives me the heebie jeebies just thinking about it! I HATE bugs! YOu are brave, and my hero. :)
Preying mantis's are evil alien bugs and I DESPISE them!!! EEEWWWW!! In fact, I'm freaked out just looking at the pic on your blog of the darn thing! You are brave, lady!
That sounds awesome! I love mantids!
HOw did I miss this blog? I am laughing outloud right now...that is so funny....
I love frogs.....AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH
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