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I woke up and ran my hand across something. I was in a sleepy daze and confused as to what it was, thinking it may be one of my dog's toys that I was unfamiliar with. I then gazed upon the black beast, the scorpion. I grabbed one of my dog's chew bones and I slammed down on the scorpion. Thinking it dead, I lifted my weapon and checked to see if it was real or a dream.
It was a nightmare, its tail wrapped in a mortal coil, black heart still beating.
The beast was not slain.
It scurried off, desperate to find shelter, uncoiled tail lashing black death at its unseen attacker. I knew I had to strike again, failure here meant a spurned beast yearning for vengeance beneath my hearth and home. Never again would sweet sleep carass me gently into the night while this abomination lurked in the shadows.
STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! Still it moved! STRIKE! Still but not dazed, it scurries more! STRIKE! Its impenetrable shell curses my every move, the black obsidan absorbing each blow into its dark abyss. Its freedom, my doom, lay inches before it. In an act of desperation I lunged, all of my might flowing through the chew-bone, and I pressed forth on the black demon.
I put all of my power, the weight of the world, into breaking the blackened armor of the beast. I held still, never relenting the force, keeping constant, crushing power and holding my entire weight on top of the bone.
I chuckled, mainly because I once woke up in a daze and thought the floral patter on my bed was a scorpion in the dead of night and scurried out my room, sleeping on the couch. When I told my brother this some months later, he said, "So you just left me in the room with your dream scorpion?"
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my unofficial autobio will be accompanied with tips on how to smile
cause I've found that when they don't see you frown, they never know that you're a threat
and they don't sweat you when you came around
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It was a nightmare, its tail wrapped in a mortal coil, black heart still beating.
If this is a joke it's hilarious but if Munkus is being serious it just makes me sad. Either way things are just a leeeetle too overwrought if you know what I mean.
"Advanced incompetence is indistinguishable from malice."
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Munkus slapped the scorpion so hard across the face that his little bluetooth headset flew off of his other ear. then he kept walking into the bathroom and said 'we're even'.
Munkus slapped the scorpion so hard across the face that his little bluetooth headset flew off of his other ear. then he kept walking into the bathroom and said 'we're even'.
I figured that's how I'd be too. I was just way more preoccupied with the fear of it living and still being there than of it 'killing' me at that moment.
"Advanced incompetence is indistinguishable from malice."
"Humor can be dissected, as a frog can, but it dies in the process." Imagine all of my posts being spoken by Alec Baldwin
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The reassurance in the edit is just wonderful.
and by people i mean me
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fattail_scorpion
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bigger claws generally means its sting is less dangerous, Smaller claws means you better watch the fuck out.
my unofficial autobio will be accompanied with tips on how to smile
cause I've found that when they don't see you frown, they never know that you're a threat
and they don't sweat you when you came around
Wouldn't that be inversely proportionate?
i no how speke gud, u no tel me how speke gud
"Humor can be dissected, as a frog can, but it dies in the process."
Imagine all of my posts being spoken by Alec Baldwin
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Did the scorpion drop any phat loots?
One can never be too verbose.
Probably just a bunch of random body parts.
Yeeeeeeah... I'm going to disagree with you, there.
munkus still needs to get 5 more scorpion anuses.
and it dropped a ring? how the hell does a scorpion get a ring?
But somehow it didn't drop a single Scorpid Claw.
Even though you saw the motherfucker and it had one on each arm goddammit.
Reason:
Your Chewbone skill has increased to 3
Your Chewbone skill has increased to 4
(etc)
Well done, sir.
"Humor can be dissected, as a frog can, but it dies in the process."
Imagine all of my posts being spoken by Alec Baldwin
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AJ2 soundtrack: NAME YOUR PRICE ON BANDCAMP! Album: BANDCAMP! iTunes Spotify Amazon UK
Did you know adult scorpions glow under UV light?
a shell ..... and hair.
So...you're a virgin, I'm guessing?
I did know that, and think it's awesome.
Bluetooth is the ingredient I forgot!
pretty much every zoo has an exhibition with a scorpion under UV light.
man, i would have freaked out so much if i woke with a scorpion in my bed oh gosh.
"Humor can be dissected, as a frog can, but it dies in the process."
Imagine all of my posts being spoken by Alec Baldwin
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