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There is a CREATURE in my car!!!
Apparently the saying is true... they ARE bigger in Alabama!!! The bugs that is. Adam and I went to the gas station last night to put gas in my car. If Adam is with me, he ALWAYS pumps my gas for me. Well, I was sitting in the driver's seat with the door open so I could talk to him while he took care of the gas..... all of a sudden this THING jumps in my car. I swear, it was like 3 inches long and was running all over my floorboard. I'm freaking out as I jump out of the car and start screaming. Adam tried to get it out, but then couldn't find it. I refused to drive. Adam had to drive while I curled myself up in a ball in the passenger seat refusing to put my feet down.
We get home and I make Adam search the entire car with a flashlight. Couldn't find it. Adam says that he thinks it was a mole cricket. I told him "Nope, no freakin way... that was a dinosaur". I have no idea WTF a "mole cricket" is so I'm maintaining my story that there is a prehistoric creature in my car. I went out to my car this morning to go to work and looked all over, but still couldn't find Dino, so the whole way to work I was freaking out thinking that something was touching my feet!!!
From wikipedia: Mole Cricket:
Re: There is a CREATURE in my car!!!
Oh my GOSH. That is enormous and terrifying.
When I was selling my Neon, I made one final sweep through to make sure I'd gotten all of my stuff out of it. I looked into the back seat and saw what I thought was a fishing lure stuck to the roof upholstery by the rear window. I was confused, because I was pretty sure that I'd never hauled fishing gear in that car.
It took me a second to realize that it was actually the HEAD OF A SNAKE THAT WAS LIVING IN THE ROOF OF MY CAR.
Thank goodness I'd never intended to drive that car again, anyway. My parents did the actual selling for me, and they searched it all over and never found the snake, so we figured it had moved on.
But what's really bad is that the bug is probably going to die in my car with all of the windows up out in the heat out in the parking lot today, so one day I'm going to be cleaning my car and I'm randomly going to find an enormous dinosaur carcass hidden underneath the seat or something. I'm hoping that I can find it so I can take a REAL picture to show you guys. This thing was petrifying!!!
Yeah, this is one of the down sides to living out in the country.... and in the South. We have all kinds of "critters" out here. I swear, this bug looked like it could EAT YOU!!!
OMG Ewwww I have goosebumps thinking about this! The bug (dinosaur) the snake I couldn't get back in the car OH no I would be coming unglued. I am gonna dream about that damn bug tonight I just know it.
Here you have to watch for baby scorpions they are little tiny things and fast
Well, I couldn't believe that Adam was being so nonchalant about it! I mean, he HAS lived out in the country for most of his life, but here I am screaming about Jurassic Park and he's all "yeah, you'll be alright". No... I will not.
LMAO please dont do this but i did get quite the mental picture of you tucking and rolling
He has a pick-up truck and I can't drive stick... I suck at being a country girl. Although, I did drive it briefly a couple of weeks ago because he FORCED me to try to re-learn how to do it (I drove a manual like 4 times when I was 16). I apparently scared the crap out of him, so he told me he won't ever make me drive it again unless I REALLY want to... hahahaha. Plus, his automatic windows are broken so they won't roll down and his AC sucks. I'd sweat to death.
I can't really drive stick, either. My family bought their first-ever automatic-transmission car 3 months before I turned 16. They said they'd get me my license and then worry about the standard transmission thing. Yeahhh... that never happened. They tried to teach me a few times, but my parents are terrible teachers (yes, they homeschooled me; it's kind of ironic). By the time that we all figured out that my little brother could actually explain the process so it made sense, I was away at college and then the clunker died. I'm not allowed to try on the good cars.
Funny story about them trying to teach me, though. We had a hatchback Honda Civic that was a piece of crap (it was a stick). We had goats at the time, and the younger one needed to be bred, so we had to take her several miles to a farm with a billy. My dad loads up this goat in the back of the car, says "Kel can drive!" and makes me try to navigate up and down steep, twisty mountain roads (the kind that don't even have painted lines), around hairpin turns, and across a set of railroad tracks. This was, I think, my second time behind the wheel of a standard-transmission. That went really well. And by really well, I mean I stalled it out on the railroad tracks, and then I stalled it out again after making a hairpin turn on what I'd guess was a 30% grade. Of course there was someone right behind me who was not happy about the situation. We had to try to get me out of the driver's seat and my dad into it without sliding back on this hill and smashing into the truck behind us. All of this with a hysterical goat basically in the back seat, screaming her head off.
That's what my family calls them... to them, and to the farmers who live all around them, they are standard. They kept one AT car around until I finished college, but they'll probably never own one again. I don't quite get it, but then, I do a lot of in-town driving and they don't. I would go insane if I had to shift up and down every 5 seconds, which is what it would amount to on my commute.
Adam calls it a standard transmission most of the time. That or manual, but mostly standard.
Aaaah! I would've freaked too! We had one of these run through our bedroom the other night. Apparently I made some kind of ghostly noise when I saw it according to DH. Thank goodness we got our bed frame and are off the floor now!
What the HELL is that???