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Oh god, the things my cousin and I did to bugs...
When we where kids we found a house fly buzzing around in our cabin one winter and said 'its winter... shouldn't it be dead?' Our aunt told us about how flies come back to life when it is warm, so we decided to experiment. we caught the fly in a jar and buried it in the snow until it froze and stopped moving, then quickly ran inside and placed it over the wood stove to see it come to life, then broght it back to the snow to feeze it and back inside. we kept going back an forth until the poor thing did nothing when be placed it in the heat. its nerves was shot. we sort of did the same thing in summer with the big 'dany long legs' bugs. we stuck it in a freezer and plucked the wings off, when it woke up it tried to take off. we caught a bee in a jar, made air holes in the cover and let it drift out to sea. we placed a small stone in the bottom of the jar to balance it. what a adventure that bee must have had. and last there are these bugs we call 'carpenters' small black bugs that collect in damp places. we always stuffed them in the open-door dinkies and crash them into eachother. ah to be a kid again... Jam it back in, in the dark. |
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he and his buddy worked at a cable store and a house fly was buzzing around. His buddy wacked the fly with a roll or paper knocking it out. he then took a strand of his hair (he had long hair) and was able to tie one end on the fly like a leash. when the fly woke up it was going nuts trying to fly everywhere but it was held on my the hair-leash. This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it. |
I am a dolphin, do you want me on your body? |
I was speaking idiomatically.
Last edited by Chibi Neko; Nov 29, 2006 at 06:41 PM.
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We where sitting on a warf throwing rocks aimlessly at the water until a lone sea gull happened to swim by and a rock smacked it in the back. The gull acted funny until it began to float in a unnatural way. We where like 'Oh shit!' so we quickly rowed out in our punt to get the gull and buried it before anyone saw what we did. We where about 8 and felt a little bad at first, but laughed it off the next day. EDIT: We also use to catch sea gulls with a fishing rod. When you clean fish, the guts would be thrown in the water and the gulls go nuts for the liver. My brother and I would keep the liver and attach a big blob of it on the fish hook to that it would float. We cast the line out as far as we could and then hide in the shed. A gull would always take the bait and we would then reel it in. Our dad always took the hook out. We would hold the gull by the wings so that it would not hurt us and carried it to a hill to let it go. We would do this at least once a week. What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?
Last edited by Chibi Neko; Nov 30, 2006 at 10:09 AM.
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