NO!
Am paranoid enough now it's warming up ... everytime I put the rubbish in the bin, it takes me 5 minutes, expecting them to leap out at me ... so, what part of
NO!
don't you understand? :p:p
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I have 2 huntsman stories ....
1. Whilst driving to work one morning at 0530, still dark, I happened to see a huntsman on the windscreen of my '69 valiant...no problem, I think to myself...On with the wipers..huntsman still there...hmmm must be INSIDE...so I roll to a stop and open the door to exit, and said huntsman jumps onto my face as I am exiting....early morning in the middle of Monro Avenue Kirrawee doing the huntsman dance in overalls :lol2: :lol2:
2. Again in the morning, whilst getting ready to leave for work, I put my overalls on. Used to hang them on the upper slide bolt of the rear french doors...zip them up and sat down to have my cup of joe...next thing I feel crawling movement on my thigh... I was able to crush whatever it was with my hand from the outside, and then I extricated myself from the overalls only to find a huntsman the size of Easter Island in my pants...:eek: :Rolling:
I love the sour ones...any sour sweet actually, that makes you go...
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