RE: "By the by...do you know...Praying Mantis?" "You're lookin' at him."
August 27, 2011 at 1:57 am
I didn't know they could fly, either. Are you sure it wasn't a flying grasshopper?
I have never screamed in my life. I don't think it is a toughness thing so much as my scared reaction utterly freezes my "make sound" organs. I once had a fucking crazed bird fly into my apartment and my reaction was to first to completely cease being able to speak and stiffly walk into a corner. Once I assessed that it wasn't some fucking monstrosity, I shushed it out with a broom. Another time, I was sitting at my desk and a fucking cat with one eye appeared behind me. I heard "meow" turned around and almost fucking shat myself. Cats don't scare me. I tend to like them. However, this was not my cat and it had one fucking eye! (Puck probably remembers this as I called him laughing about it afterward) I reacted by making this strangled sound and running into my roommates room and going "There's a fucking cat in the house!" She was dead asleep at the time, but she laughed and was like, "Okay, let it out of the house." Haha. We had a fire escape in my bedroom. The cat somehow got through the screen in the window and into our second floor apartment. It was ghastly.
I have never screamed in my life. I don't think it is a toughness thing so much as my scared reaction utterly freezes my "make sound" organs. I once had a fucking crazed bird fly into my apartment and my reaction was to first to completely cease being able to speak and stiffly walk into a corner. Once I assessed that it wasn't some fucking monstrosity, I shushed it out with a broom. Another time, I was sitting at my desk and a fucking cat with one eye appeared behind me. I heard "meow" turned around and almost fucking shat myself. Cats don't scare me. I tend to like them. However, this was not my cat and it had one fucking eye! (Puck probably remembers this as I called him laughing about it afterward) I reacted by making this strangled sound and running into my roommates room and going "There's a fucking cat in the house!" She was dead asleep at the time, but she laughed and was like, "Okay, let it out of the house." Haha. We had a fire escape in my bedroom. The cat somehow got through the screen in the window and into our second floor apartment. It was ghastly.
