So, we finished the weekend with a couple of hours on the beach, where the level of mankind is on full display in all its glory. Once I got in the water up to my chest, I felt something that I thought was seaweed brush my leg, and land on both of my ankles, but it was gone when I reached down. Turns out it was a small jelly squid. Man, for a little thing, they will whoop on your ass with some kind of neurotoxin that makes you feel like youve run a mile. Remind me to tell you about my dream of a jellyfish in the living room, grappling with the remote and demanding Pay-Per-View Wrestling. I told it, quite firmly, that we only watch fishing shows on that channel.
Posted on: Mon, 18 Aug 2014 01:05:26 +0000