First my new BRB guy decided to come out of his shell and started biting the crap out of me...
he was just makin' sure you were paying attention. he's keepin' you on your toes.

Next I got a blister on my palm the size of a friggin quarter from doing yard work...and when I popped it it shot straight in my eye..
what was your eye doing so close to a blister that big? your not supposed to pop blisters anyways, it opens up that spot for yuckies to get in there.

she did bite through my fingernail..
her new name is...dinner!