Wasps. I am fucking terrified of wasps.
Like run out of the room really fucking quickly, flinch in the summer all the time because I thought i saw something moving in my periferals. Its not nice. Wasps are the most replusive disgusting evil little fucks on the planet.

I dont know if you have ever taken salvia. Its a legal drug, currently, but its actually a pretty strong hallucenagen. It only lasts for 5 mins, but in those mins anything can happen.

I was taking some salvia with a mate of mine, and because of the smoke the french doors were open into his garden. As soon as I have taken a hit, I hear a loud buzzing and lo and behold the biggest fucking wasp in the long and violent history of big fucking wasps comes flying for me and starts to buzz towards my head. Seriously, this thing was 6 meteres or so across*. Terrified like ive never been before, I try and stagger out of the way of the wasp of doom and decay. Not a good move, as, it turns out, salvia fucks you up. I couldnt really move and so settled for a sort of attempt to shuffle out of the way. Now my mate, at this time a little concerned, holds me down to prevent me doing anything strange on my little trip and repeatedly tells me there is no wasp, that everthing is OK.

I dont believe him and end up suffering one of the worst short periods of my life.

I sober up a little bit. Can still hear buzzing.

Im completely sober, theres a FUCKING WASP FLYING AROUND ME FOR FUCKS SAKE FUCKING WASP ARGHHHHHHHHHHH


And so I run out of the room, safe at last.
Ok, so it wasnt 6 meters long, but my phobia is pretty bad and it diddnt need to be to scare the fuck out of me. Moral of the story? Wasps are cunts.

*drugs are bad, mmmkay.
(Orkran Mild Euphoria Ensues, Mon 14 Apr 2008, 10:41, Reply)