Sunday, May 19, 2013

Bug 'n' Freckle

This may be a little gross. Fair warning. But it also made me laugh. We went for an evening bike ride. I was probably talking. A bug flew in my mouth. I panicked and started spitting furiously, without a lot of thought. Spit was going everywhere. Everywhere? Everywhere. Including my arms. Somehow, I was able to move on, and the rest of the ride was lovely. At the end, though, as I was dismounting and taking off my helmet, I saw a little (dead, drowned?) critter plastered to my forearm...

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