Driving home after returning The Teen back into the care of his father I suddenly find myself under attack by a glowing green splatterishness.
My imagination IMMEDIATELY takes over. A Ford spaceship?
Something much, MUCH HOLY SHIT WORSE?
Actually, I’m way off base. Turns out, it’s just the most poorly placed bug gathering EVER.
What’s worse, when I realize that I am, in fact, MASS MURDERING glow bugs with my vehicle, I lose it.
I go immediately and completely creep out,slap my body, think I’m covered in bugs crazy. You know, while driving 75 miles an hour down a dark Iowa highway.
Also, I’m wearing REALLY UNFORTUNATE ACCESSORIES for the occasion.
And, in the end, like so many things in my life… I am left conflicted and confused by my own morbid curiosity.
Also, I really, REALLY need a car wash.
