pinworms coming out a pet's ass like a million of them. I tell you we used to have this cat when I was a kid and it was mean motherfucker. It was pure black except for a little white at it's clavicle. I had three brothers at just the right age to tease a cat. My older brother used to hog tie it when we were kids and stick it up in a tree. We had a cornfield behind our back yard and that thing would drag up all kinds of little rabbits and mice and it would fight with ratcoons. So it's ears were all shreaded to tatters from fighting with ratcoons and shit. It's name was Leroy. I guess we named it that because it was black. Anyway, when this cat would get pissed off it would grab a hold of your arm with its claws and start to motion like it was going to sink it's teeth down in you. So I would try to fling it across the room and it would work after about pumping my fists about three times and the cat would go flying and hit the wall. Thing is it would come ritght back at you after you just through it up against the wall. It would grab hold of your leg or jump and grab your arm. So I would have to run. Anyway, this cat ate all these little animals and was always picking up pinworms after eating them. So we would give it this shit to kill the womrs and the next thing we knew there were thousands of little squirming white pin like worms coming out of it's ass. That was just nasty as shit. Freaked me out every time.
Waking up after a three day bottle-tango. Therotten taste and stench of corrupted body, and eeek its mine. My pain, my smell and, No ! Theres not a beautiful woman next to me in bed. :idea:
There is something about you Ferine that is strangely familiar. Were you in Alabama in the late 70's - early 80's? Those years are very fuzzy to me. Barry
Amber Alerts and the idea of home invasions, late at night. Other than that, I don't mind spiders, reptiles, rats, puke, blood, deformities and even Whipone.
Fecken carrots. Haven't eaten one, or ate anything with one in it in years AND YET I did a booze-induced bark the other day and you wouldn't credit it - there among all that spew was tiny little pieces of carrots :shock: They are pure evil I tell ya.
...quiet, young, black girls, 4-8 years old, with bleached hair dyed green, devil horns, peppermint-striped socks, pink tu-tus over white leotards, and fairy wings - carrying Polaroid cameras and cinnimon sticks. Swear to God, every time I see one of 'em, I just climb the walls.
