Uncomfortable moment....

[j_cheney]

Heavens! What does one say about the skink in their underpants?

I was out in the garden and realized that....something was going on in my pants. My immediate suspicion was a spider.....a biiiiggg spider. It's not exactly like I'd be comfortable stripping outside, so I hustled back indoors, jogged to the bathroom and dropped trou.....dumping a very confused 4-5 inch long skink onto my bathroom floor in the process.

Once I wrangled the skink and got him back outdoors, it was time to cook lunch. But I assure you, a shower is in the offing later.

Comments

[snickelish.livejournal.com]

I was out in the garden and realized that....something was going on in my pants.

You know, I'd like to think I don't have a particularly dirty mind, but... *tries not to chortle*

Yikes, that's a decent sized skink.

[reudaly.livejournal.com]

Now, you see, even in context... yeah...

"Skink in my underpants" is even worse. 8-)

[j-cheney.livejournal.com]

Yes, and it was somewhere it didn't belong!

Sadly, I made a FB post about staking my peonies earlier, and everyone misread that....

[j-cheney.livejournal.com]

I guess it's just beeen a raunchy day for me!

[kmarkhoover.livejournal.com]

Lol. You have the most interesting adventures. I don't know anyone who has ever had a skink in their underpants before. Ants. Spider, maybe. The odd cricket. All fairly pedestrian.

But a skink? Now that's news. :D

[kijjohnson.livejournal.com]

Um, wow. That is so cool. I mean, freaky and scary, but cool, too. When it's someone else, anyway.

[displacedtexan.livejournal.com]

Man, I hate crickets. Really hate them.

[sarah-prineas.livejournal.com]

Hah!

That's an awesome story.

[j-cheney.livejournal.com]

Thanks....but the sad part is, I can't incorporate it in a story. No one would buy it.

[j-cheney.livejournal.com]

I'm glad it didn't have much in the way of claws ;o)

[j-cheney.livejournal.com]

THat would give you a heart attack, I suspect!

[j-cheney.livejournal.com]

I was telling Sarah, the sad part is that I can't put it in a story. No one would beleive it...

[alaneer.livejournal.com]

Gawd, that would freak me out. You're a brave gal.

[j-cheney.livejournal.com]

A skink is sooooo much better than some of the alternatives!

[dr-phil-physics.livejournal.com]

Okay, I'm rushing through reading these because I'm trying to get out the door and go hit the road on my long commute. And I misread that as "skunk". Figured for a baby one.

Not sure which is funnier.

Dr. Phil

[albogdan.livejournal.com]

Ha, ha! And I thought you were just joking on Facebook.

[yourbob.livejournal.com]

Better a skink than a skunk, by far. "is that a skink in your pants or are you just happy to see me?"

And as others have said - very funny if you're not the one going through it. At least while going through it.

I don't see any problem using it from a belieability standpoint, just a cliche standpoing.

[j-cheney.livejournal.com]

Are skinks in pants a cliche?

[j-cheney.livejournal.com]

No, totally serious! That was the weirdest ever.

[j-cheney.livejournal.com]

Ew! Skunks have nasty claws, even baby ones! That would hurt!

[yourbob.livejournal.com]

Not specifically skinks, now, but small animals running up trouser legs is.

[j-cheney.livejournal.com]

Ah, I get it.

I think that this one may have fallen from a plant into the top of my pants. I was kneeling down, and maybe he fell into the back part of my waistband....maybe? I didn't notice him, though, until he was at waist level, so I don't think he came up my leg.

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

I feel for you! I once, somehow, God knows how, got a bee in my pants! Let me tell you, it's worse than a bee in your bonnet, because a bonnet you can shed without raising eyebrows, but...

[jjschwabach.livejournal.com]

I had the same thought. I once had a hornet in my pants. I was stung 14 times. I was kept home from school, sick as a dog, for three days. A year or so later, I was in the nurse's office and noticed a note taped to the wall with my name on it, to the effect if I ever got stung, they must call the ambulance. The nearly fatal sting didn't happen for another two years, though.

I'd much rather have a skink. Not that that's an option here, where the forecast for Wednesday contains the S-word, daffodils not withstanding.

[gabriel-writes.livejournal.com]

I misred, "skink," as "stink," and so I thought that this was going to have to do with some editor, or publication, or just the public in general.

Glad to here it was a much more garden-variety issues.

I'm sorry, I could not help myself....