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Jul 16, 2006 - 03:03 PM |
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ANTS ON A PLANE. |
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Not really, but close. Here's a story for you:
So last night at about 4am I decide to go to bed. I lay down, get comfortable and like any sane young woman I decide that maybe an orgasm would be nice before falling asleep. So, I get down to business. But for some reason I keep feeling weird tickles on my face and on my arm. Whatever. Lots of weird feelings happen when you masturbate.
A FEW MINUTES LATER, I'm done. I keep feeling the weird tickles so I finally get up and go to the bathroom to see wtf it is. I turn on the light, look into the mirror, and what do I see?
ANTS.
ANTS CRAWLING ALL OVER MY FUCKING BODY.
Regardless, I freak the fuck out. I pretty much utter what I can only call a shriek, followed by "Jesus fucking christ" before I jump into the shower (With my underwear still on) and frantically attempt to scrub them off of me. After a brief and panicked shower, I get back out and creep into my room to see where they are and where the fuck they are coming from. The latter I can't find, however, they ARE all over my fucking bed, all over my trash can, and all over my pillow.
I ended up on the couch, but not before tossing my garbage can into the garage and spraying bug spray ALL OVER my bed and wall and floor.
I didn't sleep well. I'm covered in ant bites. I'm not very fucking happy.
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