Making up for lost time.
I present to you the amazing tale of:

Kaol and the Locusts of Doom

The story picks up two years ago, when our hero, the dashing Kaol, was at university.
Not owning a car, he had to make do with public transport.
Those busses were, for a while, the bane of his existence.

In his student room he had two scorpions, several praying mantids and a lizard. These dear animals needed live locusts (of varying sizes) to eat, which meant that Kaol had to buy boxes of live, jumpy insects from a shop in a near-by town.

One day he went to the shop and got three boxes, one of tiny locusts, one of small locusts, and one of large flying-capable locusts.
These boxes were put into a carrier bag, and he set off onto the bus.

Getting onto the bus he found that the only seat on the bus was next to a rather pretty young lady from the same university as him.
They got chatting, and he mentioned that he was DJing later that week. She asked him when and where it was, and so he went to get a flier out of his canvas messenger-type bag.

His mistake:
He asked her to hold the bag with the locusts in while he did this.

Her mistake:
She looked into the bag.

The shop-peoples mistake:
They hadn't put the lid on the small locusts properly.

So, our dashing young hero looked up as the girl started screaming as a few dozen small, jumpy and yellow insects leapt for freedom out of the bag and onto her face and hair.

If you're reading this Lucy, I'm so, so sorry.
( Cawl, Tue 3 Jun 2008, 16:18, 3 replies)

Yes, but...
... did you get into her knickers?
( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Tue 3 Jun 2008, 16:47, closed)

No...
Some locusts did, maybe.
I certainly didn't.
( Cawl, Tue 3 Jun 2008, 16:49, closed)