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Aug 29, 2005 09:43

I almost became one with an urban legend this weekend. On a break from playing volleyball, I drank a yellowjacket wasp from a soda can. Luckily, my own sense of self preservation kept it out of my throat, and the "stung in the windpipe, throat closed up and she died" legend. I escaped with a rather nasty sting to the face. Right underneath and on ( Read more... )

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dreamsunderfoot August 29 2005, 16:06:33 UTC
I've always wondered what happened to your face. ;-) I am glad you didn't die, though.

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privatejoker77 August 29 2005, 16:30:16 UTC
should be a hoe down, yo! we've got a ho, down!

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drspooky August 29 2005, 16:38:33 UTC
"Whoa! What's wrong with your face?"

*spit*

"Spitting disorder. Can't help it. Every time someone mentions it, I compulsively spit in their face. Next."

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dellamorta August 29 2005, 17:27:00 UTC
It would be even funnier if it were a stabbing disoder (Maximus Shivitis?)

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farechicken August 29 2005, 17:02:23 UTC
Whoa. Not the jam.

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