Bees, wasps, and by association, any flying or buzzing insect.
Proper bladder-loosening, run around shrieking like a flaming nancy kind of terrified.

Alt: probably me.

Alt alt: anyone with sock accounts.
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:34, 1 reply, 13 years ago)

Bees, wasps, and by association, any flying or buzzing insect.
Proper bladder-loosening, run around shrieking like a flaming nancy kind of terrified.

this is EXACTLY how i picture kroney with a moth. the fact that i do it with spiders (and moths) in no way makes me a hypocrite.
( rachelswipe with a fork, Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:35, Reply)

Yeah, you wouldn't be far from the truth.
Although I mainly just cower in a corner until somebody kills it. Like a girl. That's happened on a few occasions. They find it very funny.
( Kroney, Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:36, Reply)

I just run out of the room and refuse to go back until I have proof it's gone.

( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:38, Reply)

but what if you were home alone?
and you knew the moth was in your bedroom SOMEWHERE, in the dark, waiting?
( rachelswipe with a fork, Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:38, Reply)

I wouldn't be able to rest until it was dead.

( Kroney, Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:39, Reply)

This.
In the summer, I have the windows open at night, and the bastards get in. This year, I slept downstairs on two separate occasions because I couldn't be sure they were gone.
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:41, Reply)

but how would you find it?
i had an Episode with a moth in my skanky houseshare - stupid housemate left the window open. i went into my room, there was a moth the size of a blackbird in there. i screeeeeeamed, ran out, and got the canadian girl to come and kill it.

it was a massive bedroom with a walk in wardrobe and an ensuite, and could we find the fucking thing? eventually we managed to track it down in the bathroom, but somehow it had shrunk. i was suspicious, but it was still pretty big and black. canadian assured me that my fear had inflated it. hmmmm.

fucking hell. i was woken up a bit later on by what sounded like an apache helicopter. put the light on........ bastard fucking massive thing was beating its wings against the window.... stupid canadian. she DID get up and get rid of it for me, though.

TLDR: you would have died.
( rachelswipe with a fork, Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:42, Reply)

He's such a French queer.
Lucky he has his fiancee to protect him, eh?
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:38, Reply)

Don't you fucking start on that too.

( Kroney, Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:39, Reply)

i've said it up there, i'll say it again
:)))))))))))))))))))))))))))
( rachelswipe with a fork, Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:40, Reply)

I hate you with a particular vengeance.

( Kroney, Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:41, Reply)

and after i bought pinky vodka just for you

( rachelswipe with a fork, Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:44, Reply)

I think it's really sweet that you have made a statement of intent
to spend EVERY WAKING MINUTE OF THE REST OF YOUR LIFE with your lovely bride, and a choking, furry throatful of giant fluttering moths.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:41, Reply)

this made me laugh a lot more than it should have done
poor kroney
( rachelswipe with a fork, Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:43, Reply)

Think of it as a warning to anyone who fails to turn up at my bashes.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:49, Reply)

he's threatening to dump us, see below

( rachelswipe with a fork, Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:50, Reply)

*struggles manfully to care*

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 21 Nov 2012, 10:56, Reply)