October 5, 2004
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October 5th, 2004.
So, there’s a story about this. I call them lobster crickets, and I hate them. They are like horrible crustaceans on spiky legs, and they jump with no discernable intelligence, just a horrific, frenzied energy that projects them in random directions at the slightest provocation. Now, these little bastards have Lived almost everywhere that I have…