what a fucked up thought to have
31 Miles per hour.
I havenât because the road I grew up on Did Not Have Concrete
As I Just Mentioned
simply weakness we had a self paved stone road and i would walk on it for fun
old me was fucking crazy who walks on rocks for fun
Me
Why the fuck and how the fuck
I have always hated walking barefoot
I walked through a bull ant nest as a kid once.
That wasnât fun.
The road was like. Okay so if you fall off your bike you donât get scrapes. You donât get the asphalt cheese grater. But you do get puncture woulds from individual pieces of gravel. So I donât know which is worse
emus were not made in gods image
Pretty much any big mammal can be dangerous if provoked and youâre saying they arenât scary.
i grew up with the countryside life i had to treat the backyard like a warzone because of all the fucking bees
Like I had a scar on my left palm for ages from a piece of gravel that just completely owned me when I fell off my bike. When theu gave me the fucking Eucharist theyâd place it on the scar thatâs how I remembered which hand went over the other
âprovokeâ in this instance would be âshooting them with a really big gunâ
I was terrified of bees all my life I could handle most things but when Insaw one I just would walk away as fast as I could ideally to inside
i feel like thatâs an entirely reasonable response to have to bees
Emus are nearly bulletproof.
Reportedly aiming to go nuts with a machine gun into a crowd of them yet failing dismally
My brother wa salso terrified of bees but he was stung multiple times so it made sense. I was never stung. Not once