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I imagine it felt spicy and greasy:)
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The Palmetto Bug has just flown in from Wisconsin to visit its relatives whom it hasn't seen in ages. It's hungry, it hasn't had a meal since yesterday. Mmmmm what's that smell...it's coming from that people building over there!! So BUZZZZZZZZZ, it buzzes in the window and flies right over to the chili pot. The cook has his back turned because he's making out with his french poodle or something. BUZZZZZZZZZZ, FUP! The Palmetto lands right in the chili. I feel warm! What's that warming sensation I feel?? BAM! The Palmetto passes out in a spice haze, and never, never wakes up again.
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Wow, you should be an insect lawyer or something. I bet you could get money out of Waffle House Co. for negligence, pain and suffering, and bestiality....
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The ants were completely unaware that they were trespassing on Mr. Zachary's property and wished him no ill will in any form. Did Mr. Zachary make any attempt to contact the ant colony and make his wishes known? Did he ASK the ants to leave his residence they so unknowingly intruded upon, so they could feed their children, certainly an understandable motivation for any living creature? Did he speak to the line of ants at all, write a letter to them, email them, anything at all before he picked up that bottle of poison? No.
He MURDERED those 2,746 ants. Calmly, coolly, he LAUGHED while he did it. This is a man with no sense of remorse whatsoever, a DEMON in human guise. |
LOL impressive, you should work for the GOP...
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For the ultimate in bugs-in-food, you should definately track down Squirmfest (Jap/1989).
See said bugs shat out of a woman and gobbled back up again! Then again, maybe give it a miss... :eek: |
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Squirm.
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Nuff said...a very 70's Stan Lee comic book thing to say.
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Hey, thanks. The man's a genius.:)
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