Scene: This morning at 5:30 am. Place: Emily's bathroom. Again.
Scorpion is slyly running towards Emily's tan towel. Emily forgets that she left her new body wash outside the bathroom. Emily sees said scorpion and screams really really loud. Scorpion must have forgotten one of the Scorpion Rules at the Jones house. Emily always has a pair of shoes nearby. Scorpion dies underneath a red flipflop. Emily now is now jolted awake and couldn't even think of going back to sleep, even if she wanted to. Pretty much, scorpion sightings can wake one up better than any caffeinated beverage. Seriously.
That makes 5 scorpion sightings in Emily's bathroom. One sighting included the scorpion hanging in between the shower curtain and liner, waving his pincher at Emily and staring at her naughty bits. The scorpions that hang out in the bathroom are definitely pervs/creepsters.
p.s. Sorry no pictures. I still think that the scorpion could come back to life after being smashed and will leap onto my face. It was flushed immediately. Back to the black light inspections.
9 comments:
you describe things SO funny! ha ha! but i am sorry about the sightings and hope that they stop!
Definitely creepsters! And Happy Hunting! It must be therapedic to hunt them, instead of vice versa!
What lucky scorpions! What a good way to go.
of course curtis would say that they were lucky scorpions. Can he and I be friends? He is hilarious.
that is unfortunate.
you are a fabulous storyteller, btw.
Move. You do describe things well.
PS. Linked.
You girls need to write a newspaper column or something. I laugh every time I read the blog.
Emily the scorpion sightings have increased at the Neil Jones' too. There was actually one upstairs the other day. Which was the first time I had seen one up here since we moved in. Don't ever get rid of the chickens. I can only imagine the damage.
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