I just walked the dog, and there was a moth on the wall in the breezeway. Not just any moth. Oh, no. It was a Southern-fried MONSTER MOTH. How big was this moth? It's wingspan was at least as long as my palm from the tip of my index finger to my wrist. Maybe longer.
And you know how moths have those fuzzy horns? This fucker had horns big enough that I could see them CLEARLY from about five feet away.
God, I fucking hate bugs.
And you know how moths have those fuzzy horns? This fucker had horns big enough that I could see them CLEARLY from about five feet away.
God, I fucking hate bugs.
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And only two years ago there was one outside our supermarket in La Roche Bernard. He had just hatched, and he was a gorgeous creature with great pale whorls on his wings, Not as big quite as the Australian one, but really a good 18" and chocolate smeared caramel praline vanilla ice cream colours. I haven't seen one since, but oh my, so beautiful. Can hardly call them bugs.
I DO NOT WANT THEM FLYING ROUND MY HEAD THOUGH!!!!!!
I am with you on ROACHES... do not go to Oz if you don't like roaches... they are BIG and BLACk and have HUGE antennae. and climb on to the ceiling and then drop down on your bed!!!!! (Screams quietly and tries not to remember sitting on a moving toilet seat!) Loves and sympathies!!! Looloo.
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My sis tried to get me to go into the butterfly house at the San Diego Zoo once. I did go in, even though it distressed me a lot, and I told her, "If one of those things lands on me, you do realize I will KILL it. That I won't be able to stop myself, right?"
Luckily, nothing came close to touching me.
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*shudder*