I'm still buzzing.

a sanity clause....

relax, meditate, post from your smart phone...

Good Luck.

The word parseltongue in itself makes me laugh!

where the brown tree snake has overrun the island, decimating its songbird population.

Let's hope they can keep it out of Hawai'i!

I lived in Hawai'i for 7 years long ago and remember seeing them a lot.

but I'll have to wait 'til Jeannie gets home to show me how to post it.

In Haiti.

Now I'm ready to poop in my pants. No way I'm sitting on a toilet!

Reminds me of when I rafted the Grand Canyon. Had to pee in the middle of the night, but could see a flashlight up by the port-o-potty, so waited hopping up and down for quite a while. It was Allen, and when he finally came down he told me the reason he took so long was he was sitting on the throne a snake slithered by. It had rattles on its tail. Gulp.

What is it with snakes and poop, anyway?

... and a snake for the sink?

Not cockroaches; they are (according to my husband) wood roaches. Never saw one until we moved to the south. Bastids are big and fast...come up through our drains and especially now since it's gotten cooler.

I grab my husband's shoe or Converse and smash the shit out of it....usually takes about 4 times and they crunch...it's nasty.

I love my man but he can be wimpy about them when I'm all about getting them...sometimes I've cornered them with just Kleenex or toilet paper, pick them up and flush....gross.

We only see them at night in our bathroom and all of our neighbors have them.

Speaking of cockroaches, one time me and my best friend (we were like maybe 20) spent the night at our friend's apt....we huddled together at the end of the bed as when the lights went out so came the roaches all along the walls. Not one wink of sleep as we were so grossed out.

She had a sleeping bag and when we left they yelled out the window she forgot it, and we were all like keep it!

When I went to college I lived in a building that had the nickname the cockroach hotel. They would spray twice a year and they couldn't get rid of those buggers.

Two interesting stories:

I was hanging around with my friend one evening and I said to him, "I wonder what would happen if we set a cockroach on fire?" (No I wasn't drunk). We did and sadly it just died.

Second (and probably the better one), one day there was a cockroach crawling up the wall and I got so mad I yelled at it. The damn thing leaped off of the wall at me. I just near pissed my pants.

I called my friend yesterday and reminded her of our story and we couldn't stop laughing.

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(Now go wash with SOAP and Bleach!!)

No ifs, ands, or buts (butts??) about it.

I would never be able to sit on that potty again.