Reminds me of one time in Israel. B. was watching TV and I decided to go to bed early. Anyways, as often happens, I was unable to sleep so I decided to go for some 'quality time'. Being too lazy to turn on the lamp, I reached to the side of the bed for my trusty friend and started to buzz. A few seconds later I notice that things aren't as they should be and it feels like
something is on fire. OMG, I think to myself, I've electrocuted myself! So I jump up, flick the switch, and look at the offending article - by this time, B. has come into the room to see what all the 'Ow, ow, oooooows' are about and is standing there looking like I've gone totally insane - to find it covered in tiny
most likely red ants,
possibly baby scorpions.
Needless to say, any quality time I get now is 'got' with the lamp on.
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