It very easily could have been a stunt gone wrong. Maybe it was supposed to be a close fly-by and something went wrong with the mechanicals of the fighter, causing the pilot to lose control.It sure looked deliberate. But I’ve never flown a plane and don’t know how easy it would be to get disoriented in 3 dimensions.
To me, yes. Though clam is right up there, and really the title of "worst" could go to a number of awful flavors, depending on the execution. In any case I'm not about to do a taste test to find out the exact rankings.Worse than Ceasar Salad?
Sounds more like a @Frank thing, indeed.To me, yes. Though clam is right up there, and really the title of "worst" could go to a number of awful flavors, depending on the execution. In any case I'm not about to do a taste test to find out the exact rankings.
HAHA! This immediately came to mind too.Oh HELLO childhood nightmare!
I mean, this is the place a mile from my house, so...Butcher by us does gummi bear brats so its not that crazy...
I thought the individual entries in the two columns were meant to be put together at first.
The one time I remember asking, it was gummi bears. I assume it's like "Mystery-flavored" Dum-Dums, where it's the combination of whatever was left over from others.I wonder what's in an insane-O-brat.
I've never been attacked in the shower, but when I lived in El Paso, part of my morning routine was going down to the kitchen and checking for scorpions on the tile. They liked to chill on them.Holy shit Texans, is this true?
This is in response to the house of scorpions above.
If there's ever one thing that reminds me that Alberta, the place, isn't that bad it's that we have like no small violent pests. Sure a bear or a cougar or a moose will get you in the woods, but there ain't no fucking black widows or brown recluses or shit hiding somewhere in my glove or something.
I live in Eastern Texas, about an hour drive from the Louisiana border. I rarely see scorpions, and when I have it’s always been around rotting logs and such. I’ve travelled out to Weatern Texas several times, and seen more there, but didn’t have any issues with them.Holy shit Texans, is this true?
This is in response to the house of scorpions above.
If there's ever one thing that reminds me that Alberta, the place, isn't that bad it's that we have like no small violent pests. Sure a bear or a cougar or a moose will get you in the woods, but there ain't no fucking black widows or brown recluses or shit hiding somewhere in my glove or something.
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Ironically the last one is the least dangerous.Also there are scorpions
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I like to describe Texas as "Australia lite" to people. It took me a long time in VA to learn that not every big snake was gonna kill me or my dogs. In fact, I didn't run into a single venomous snake the 12 years I lived there.Holy shit Texans, is this true?
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I've lived in the Houston area for about 30 years now, and I've never seen a scorpion here, outside of a pet store. My impression is that scorpions are found in drier areas of the state. East Texas is sub-tropical rainforest. Mid and West Texas are where the state turns arid.Holy shit Texans, is this true?
This is in response to the house of scorpions above.
If there's ever one thing that reminds me that Alberta, the place, isn't that bad it's that we have like no small violent pests. Sure a bear or a cougar or a moose will get you in the woods, but there ain't no fucking black widows or brown recluses or shit hiding somewhere in my glove or something.
There is also, of course, the thing we don't even bother mentioning because we're so used to putting up with it. The bane of every grassy lawn, the reason you always watch where you step when not on pavement, and why you never stand in one place for more than a few seconds - Fire Ants.Mosquitos, wasps, yellow jackets, red hornets...when it's summertime, all of nature is out to get you.