I’ve never actually seen one up close in the… well, ‘wild’ isn’t the right word: that’s my front stairs. But, still: praying mantis!
PS: Look, sometimes I don’t really have an exciting day, OK?
They’re cool. Strong as s*** for their size, too.
When we met originally, my ex-wife (who grew up in North Shore Chicago) had only ever seen a praying mantis once, when she was in college; and that was just a few seconds before a crazy guy (speaking literally here, there was a mental institution in her college town) came up and yelled “BUG!” and stomped on it. Years later we were checking out the new clock tower at Purdue, which was built up on 4 brick posts so you could walk underneath it, and the lighting on the underside of it had attracted a whole bunch of insects– including *two* praying mantises.
Pshaw, who do you think you’re kidding “don’t really have an exciting day” stuff? We know you’re the James Bond of political blogging….
Lane… Moe Lane, licensed to shill
I stepped on one bigger than that yesterday when I was talking on the phone to a professor. It was brown, about 6 inches.
You aren’t supposed to step on them!
Yes — they EAT the nasty bugs.
I was talking on the phone and I didn’t notice. Trust me I hate bugs and would have never gone near him had I seen him there.
“He”? When they get that big, they’re a “she”. #WarOnWomen!
His entrails became his extrails after that.
Word of advice: do not think of having sex with her!
Mantis sex and the misuse of probability estimates. (NOT SAFE FOR WORK!)
Yeah, there is a world of difference between “giving” head and “chewing off” one.
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