I came in from the garage tonight and found a lady bug on my neck. I put it into a empty beer can. Later I picked the can up, it felt like there was a swig left and I took a drink that tasted weird. I checked, the bug is still in the can, urp. Not as bad as grabbing the pop can we used as an ashtray during a barracks poker game back in the day.

Last edited by Szumi; 10/30/21.