Pics somebody is in my room.... Oh wait, its my sister. Naked.

Cicada killers fuck my shit up WAY more than tarantulas in my bedroom. Both creep me out, but the wasp fucker raises the hackles on my neck and speaks to my primal urge to burn my entire house down just to make sure it's dead.

It is a bug. Try to remember that.
 
mom wanted the cat to meet him

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which ultimately scared on to my desk

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and i couldn't find him before i went to sleep so.... whatev
 
he tapped it with his paws a couple times before we dragged him away.

and no i've never seen the movie

You'll never want to sit on another toilet after seeing it. :omy: (That's the only thing I remember from the movie... wow the movie is almost as old as you.... 1990)