Listen I’m all for bein handed a fuckin uzi, bein pointed in a certain direction, and roamin the hills to smoke some iraqi insurgents. I’m even down for a stroll down terror highway, as these fuckers wait to blow one of them IUD’s or whatever as I’m drivin past.
I draw the line. There should be now war fought ANYWHERE where these things are creepin around.
Camel Spiders…. eeeeeeaaatttccchhhyyyyyyy!!!!!
One of these things crawls in my sleepin bag, and I’m walkin up to General Whoever, handin him a pink slip, and catchin a cab outta the desert. FACT.
Look at that fucker!