I don’t normally use the F word on my blog, and maybe I won’t start now. BUT. You might want to cover your ears if you’re sensitive to fake F words. Don’t say you weren’t warned.
Eff the effing mothereffer that looked just like this little effing bastard and was in my house 10 minutes ago (and who knows how long before that, don’t let me think about it, and who probably has a mate lurking somewhere right now).
Living in the desert totally bites it sometimes.
A scorpion was most definitely harmed in the making of this post.
(I feel like things are crawling on me! Can I just say how much I effing hate scorpions? Oh, you got that already?)