An Awfully Big Adventure
Wasp in the bedroom. A lot of squealing, a lot of girly flailing about. Much smashing against walls and floors with my 700+ page biography of Theodore Roosevelt. The deed is done, but the willies will never leave me. Time to set the whole house on fire and start a new uncontaminated life elsewhere.
posted by Melissa at 6:44 PM
3 Comments:
OMG WASP IN THE BEDROOM! I just realized I haven't told you the story about the wasp in my pants. (In my PANTS.)
Hahaha you have to tell me the wasp in the pants story sometime! I once had a wasp in my shirt, but that's not nearly as harrowing as WASP IN THE PANTS! What's sad those was that I never saw that shirt that the wasp was in again after that incident, and that was my favorite shirt.
Hair spray. It's sticky and it'll knock anything out of the air instantly. Then you can drop a bowling ball on the little bastard.
(I'm not kidding)
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