I've got a story that I can't believe I am going to tell.
When I was about 13 or so, part of my slavery whilst living with my aunt involved tending to the garden, etc.
One early evening, I was watering the front lawn. Me being the daydreamer that I am, for some reason I had my mouth open, just completely zoned out.
Enter the small moth (the kind that eat your wool sweaters!) into my mouth! It would have been great to have a camera to document this. Anyhow, commence with the choking, and then...
THE MOTH FLEW OUT OF MY NOSE!! Ewwwwwwwwwww.
Tell me something to make me feel like I'm not alone, and am not one of the dorkiest people in the entire universe.
When I was about 13 or so, part of my slavery whilst living with my aunt involved tending to the garden, etc.
One early evening, I was watering the front lawn. Me being the daydreamer that I am, for some reason I had my mouth open, just completely zoned out.
Enter the small moth (the kind that eat your wool sweaters!) into my mouth! It would have been great to have a camera to document this. Anyhow, commence with the choking, and then...
THE MOTH FLEW OUT OF MY NOSE!! Ewwwwwwwwwww.
Tell me something to make me feel like I'm not alone, and am not one of the dorkiest people in the entire universe.
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really wanted to be there today to support all the girls but i just wasnt up to it at all...hope i get to meet u sometime! xxx
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!
-Sorry, Ew.
Dave