This morning she had fully recovered from her agonizing, automobilic, arachnoid adventure. She reported that she had no nightmares of the experience. However, while I was enjoying a magnificient, mouth watering bowl of cereal I hear a scream that made my blood run cold. As I go running into the bathroom, fearing I would find my beautiful wife lying on the floor in a pool of blood, I spot her with eyes fixed on the wall in our bedroom. There, on the wall, peacefully sat an enormous, 28 legged monstrous sight. Shedding all fear, leaving all rational thought behind, I charged to the rescue of my helpless wife. She stood there transfixed, helpless, and frozen with fear. I knew that I could not wrestle the 28 legs without a plan, so I sought the only weapon available: Raid. The glorious bug spray caused my wife's worst nightmare to writhe in pain and agony before falling to the floor. Within seconds, the running bug slowed and curled into a ball. My wife, with a newfound strength, ran into my outstretched arms and breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you," she said, "You truly are the best husband ever." Holding the priceless beauty in my arms I felt time stop. I secretly made a vow that I would never let my dear wife experience such fear again.


4 comments:
LOL! She should try living in Scorpion country - ewww ick! You are a good husband though for coming to her rescue!
Just for the record, he did exaggerate. The bug was that big and ugly. But I did not scream. Let's just say he took some artistic liberties with both of those stories.
But I still don't like bugs.
I hated coming across those bugs in Louisville. They are gross looking. I am glad that you are okay and that you were saved by your knight in shining armor. LOL!!! He sure loves to exaggerate his stories doesn't he?
That is one disgusting bug!!! I am sure that I would have done the dramatic scream that Carl claims that you made.
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