Attacked by Tom Selleck's Moustache
In Goa. I was staying in a mucky llittle room just off the beach as it was nearest to the bar as I could get.
Woke up from my daily Siesta and proceeded to get dressed. Picked my Jeans up off the floor, put them on and set off. A few seconds later, walking down towards the beach I noticed my right leg tingling just below the knee.
'Oh no, I've got ants in me pants' I thought. Better go back home and check it out.
Back in the room I took off the jeans and turned them inside out to be greeted by the biggest blackest furriest caterpillar i've ever seen. About the size of Tom Selleck's moustache, but with more fur.
I screamed like a girl, threw the jeans on the floor and shook for a bit as I watched the beast wriggle about. It makes my skin crawl just thinking about it.
A minute or two later, composing myself back into a state of manliness, I smashed it to bits with a flip-flop, put some shorts on, went out and got drunk.
I was assured it wasn't dangerous but my leg tingled for about a month after.
(Tirtingsquirtle, Sun 27 Apr 2008, 10:06, Reply)