tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post1108248949300970419..comments2024-03-26T05:24:56.783-04:00Comments on TWITARDED: The Great OutdoorsSnarkier Than Youhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10797449606526868507noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-66285755203851145412012-07-09T22:11:58.285-04:002012-07-09T22:11:58.285-04:00Solifuges. Described here "Many solifuges are...Solifuges. Described here "Many solifuges are able to run at extremely fast speeds (53 cm/sec) for short bursts, but like most arachnids, cannot sustain such rapid locomotion for long periods. Solifuges vary from a few millimeters to 10 centimeters in length and look superficially like stout, hairy, fast-running spiders with an extra pair of legs". <br /><br />With extra speed and legs, they're like spider super heros, or super villians, depending on your perspective. <br /><br />As far as outhouses, I'd rather poop in a hole in the ground than an indoor toilet any day. You don't have to clean outhouses besides perhaps a hosing out once in awhile. Plus, pooping in potable water and flushing it away is just mind boggling to me when I stop to think about it.italhurtshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09394966814224052275noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-37544222343439682802012-07-02T20:56:12.031-04:002012-07-02T20:56:12.031-04:00My imagination is worse than anything that ever ac...My imagination is worse than anything that ever actually happens when I am in the woods or camping.Dangrdafnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04940599664505953044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-60886815463837304102012-07-02T10:51:04.256-04:002012-07-02T10:51:04.256-04:00I love this blog!! You know it's a good one w...I love this blog!! You know it's a good one when the post is hilarious, and the comments are hold-your-crotch-while-you-read funny.<br /><br />I'm cool with nature. I love being outside and by water and trees and shit. It has been a long time since I've been in a straight up tent, but I've done the cabin thing. <br /><br />The last time I went tent camping with my family (14 or 15 y/o), some brazen boys snuck in and stole beer from my uncle's big ass cooler in the truck bed. The next morning he found them passed out by the lake and put the fear of god in them. Talk about a hangover. I learned a valuable lesson. No matter how much room there ISN'T in the tent....You can always make room for the booze.Lindsay Raehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12533979763200935476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-44942181257779492032012-07-01T17:57:32.903-04:002012-07-01T17:57:32.903-04:00I grew up at Lake Eufaula, in the wonderful state ...I grew up at Lake Eufaula, in the wonderful state of Oklahoma. We had to live in a trailer, in the fucking backwoods, for two years while our house was being built. I LIVED camping for those 2 years. Scorpions were the worst....they're small and travel in twos. Although copperhead, rattle snakes and water moccasins are a very close second. I have 2 boys now and have taken them camping a whole of two times - in a tent. That was enough for everyone in the family! We still love going to the lake, skiing and cooking out on the beach. But when the day is over, we go to our hotel room with a comfy, critter free bed and a bathroom we don't have to share with strangers who ogle and smell bad.TwilightOverBoardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01582910910981988991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-89598916206942830862012-06-30T15:25:16.570-04:002012-06-30T15:25:16.570-04:00Aha! Maybe there ARE vampires in Gray, ME!! I real...Aha! Maybe there ARE vampires in Gray, ME!! I really hope I run into one someday.sjhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02759445727064325439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-20712812486395769472012-06-29T20:59:41.276-04:002012-06-29T20:59:41.276-04:00DITTO!!!!!!!!!! The previous movie viewings have ...DITTO!!!!!!!!!! The previous movie viewings have been the most hilarious nights of my life, period. Please to be scheduling BD ASAP.My After Carhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17352424174841928456noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-62527027665402327992012-06-29T19:15:00.645-04:002012-06-29T19:15:00.645-04:00You are a very mean person for telling me about th...You are a very mean person for telling me about this... thing. THAT I FUCKING GOOGLED. Thanks. ;)Jenny Jerkfacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15659204046693465182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-37325549584079684182012-06-29T19:13:54.807-04:002012-06-29T19:13:54.807-04:00I've heard there are spiders the size of dinne...I've heard there are spiders the size of dinner plates in Costa Rica. Sounds... terrifying.Jenny Jerkfacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15659204046693465182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-63420381485634397202012-06-29T19:13:25.699-04:002012-06-29T19:13:25.699-04:00LMAO!! I love your comments. The end.LMAO!! I love your comments. The end.Jenny Jerkfacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15659204046693465182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-72324804203127479392012-06-29T19:12:03.278-04:002012-06-29T19:12:03.278-04:00I'm not a fan of bugs but I can deal. However,...I'm not a fan of bugs but I can deal. However, there is nothing more horrifying than being in a rickety old outhouse in the middle of night and looking up mid-pee to find hundreds of spiders crawling on the ceiling over you.Jenny Jerkfacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15659204046693465182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-90285450560728003752012-06-29T19:11:06.498-04:002012-06-29T19:11:06.498-04:00Indeed, your mother was wise. And I'm in full ...Indeed, your mother was wise. And I'm in full agreement about the adult beverages.Jenny Jerkfacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15659204046693465182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-79328613287594047892012-06-29T18:58:45.175-04:002012-06-29T18:58:45.175-04:00Ooo! Ooo! One more! I took Entomology in colleg...Ooo! Ooo! One more! I took Entomology in college (because it was the only elective science course in my open time slot) and the professor made a big deal out of informing us the most common serious spider bites occur when males take a shit in an out house and the spiders [hiding under the seat] bite them on the balls when they [the balls] hang down in the hole! [OK, that's my language, not his exact words. But it was his exact point.] I wasn't sure if he was trying to gross us out, embarrass all the girls, or impress us with a "long ball" story! But, I agree, that would be a SERIOUS bite!<br /><br />Anyway . . . If you have to go, just squat behind a bush or something. Don't EVER sit on the seat in an out house!TheRugbymomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01847083352487305469noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-10541000357186910422012-06-29T11:46:38.313-04:002012-06-29T11:46:38.313-04:00{{{shudder}}}
I have a friend who travels to Cost...{{{shudder}}}<br /><br />I have a friend who travels to Costa Rica often and one time a HUGE spider - like the kind we don't have in North America - dropped on her head <i>while she was on the toilet</i>!!! So yeah, I pretty much crossed anyplace in South America off of my possible vacation destination list.Snarkier Than Youhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10797449606526868507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-44566424704327880802012-06-29T11:43:50.701-04:002012-06-29T11:43:50.701-04:00Your mother is wise.Your mother is wise.Snarkier Than Youhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10797449606526868507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-91952248475768824702012-06-29T11:42:48.105-04:002012-06-29T11:42:48.105-04:00There's a bear-shitting-in-the-woods joke in t...There's a bear-shitting-in-the-woods joke in there somewhere...Snarkier Than Youhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10797449606526868507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-18369722663574672162012-06-29T10:26:22.104-04:002012-06-29T10:26:22.104-04:00Oh, god, I'm laughing so hard I'm crying! ...Oh, god, I'm laughing so hard I'm crying! As much as I love your posts, cuz they're always hilarious, I love the comments just as much! You ladies (and I use that term loosely and respectfully) are just too much damned fun! I agree with pretty much every one of you, so I don't have much to add. I'm one of those poor wusses who hasn't gone in the ocean more than five inches since I saw Jaws, and I saw it when it first came out, so that tells you how long it's been (and how old I am, though really, I was a small child at the time!). Give me a pool. Chlorine kills the nasties and you can see through the water. No slushy, gross bottom, no creatures, no salt, no sand, no spiders, it's all good. Ahhh, I always know I'm going to be smiling when I come to this site...Debbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16638003063770697312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-27460358756780251032012-06-29T09:30:41.106-04:002012-06-29T09:30:41.106-04:00I do like the outdoors, I love the quiet and I lov...I do like the outdoors, I love the quiet and I love to go hunting with my husband. I think I have a healthy respect for large land animals but they don't scare me. What I mean is I don't lose sleep over them but I'm not going to cover myself in honey and hit a sleeping grizzly with a baseball bat. However, I'm with you about what's in the water. In Texas there are things called alligator garr and they have haunted me since I was a wee little girl. Don't google it, you definitely won't go in the water. *shudder* Half gigantic fish half alligator, ummm no, especially since I can't see that a-hole coming. <br /><br />I also fear grasshoppers and crickets and I can't say I like other bugs but other bugs don't hop out of nowhere and stick to your skin. Last weekend I had to clear out some brush in my backyard (the development I live in used to be a rye field and let me tell you, if rye is this hard to get rid of we should be using more of it) and there were grasshoppers 4 inches long. It was awful, yes that was me you heard screaming last Saturday.OnePhoenixnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-18686422073321065082012-06-29T09:07:26.800-04:002012-06-29T09:07:26.800-04:00I'm with you on the bears.
Also, I've neve...I'm with you on the bears.<br />Also, I've never really thought much about ticks until I found one attached to my skull last week. So, now....ticks are a problem for me.<br />Question about the picture though...is it hot or cold? You are wearing shorts and a short sleeve shirt while your bro is wearing jeans and a flannel shirt...confusing.<br /><br />ALSO, when are we going to do a group online BD viewing?Twilight Junkiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09649065539885582179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-47271610683170461732012-06-29T08:59:48.522-04:002012-06-29T08:59:48.522-04:00I went camping when I was 9 or 10. Never again. ...I went camping when I was 9 or 10. Never again. I can still conjure the smell of the "bathrooms" if I think about it. I hated it and nobody has been able to convince me to try it again. I also grew up with a friend who lived on a lake and the bottom of that thing really made me squirm. There was a floating platform in the middle that you could swim to and let the flies eat you. It was awesome. It was covered with indoor outdoor carpet and smelled bad too.<br /><br />As you can see, no camping, no bugs, snakes, spiders or critters, or lakes that you can't see the bottom of and are squishy. I'll take my chances in the ocean!Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05120401337557466908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-82118079811953248312012-06-29T08:29:00.011-04:002012-06-29T08:29:00.011-04:00I was a prissy teenage girl who shrieked at the si...I was a prissy teenage girl who shrieked at the sight of a bug... and then I studied abroad in Costa Rica. Bugs as big as my hand, everywhere. In the food. In my bed. It was a sort of bug immersion program, and while I still HATE roaches, nature and bugs don't scare me all that mucg anymore. <br /><br />I still don't love camping, though. And lakes? Gross. Oceans = moving, rotating water that washes cleanly (usually) up on shore and gives me great "beach hair". Lakes = stagnant puddle of fish pee and carcasses. Mud soup. Gag.My After Carhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17352424174841928456noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-87388321219496033882012-06-28T23:29:26.877-04:002012-06-28T23:29:26.877-04:00That my horrible children will find their wolf fam...That my horrible children will find their wolf family and I'll lose my tax deductions! What? <br /><br />I love camping/outdoors. All off it.Rescue Ninja RNhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02854829961352687062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-35870622104788473122012-06-28T23:01:34.816-04:002012-06-28T23:01:34.816-04:00Lakes and docks and boats are cool!
Until you ...Lakes and docks and boats are cool! <br /><br /><br />Until you relax and sit still, and begin to notice the HUGE MOTHER FUCKING MONSTER SPIDERS THAT COULD EAT YOUR FACE OFF!!! Or worse . . . you DON'T see the spiders, but your body is tangled up in the hidden fucker's giant web!!!<br /><br />So, good luck with that!TheRugbymomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01847083352487305469noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-31835790324045833392012-06-28T22:57:36.713-04:002012-06-28T22:57:36.713-04:00Spiders. Giant fanged 8-legged water behemoth typ...Spiders. Giant fanged 8-legged water behemoth types. I do not do lakes. The ocean is safer, spiders don't like salt water.<br /><br />Actually, beaches. In the sun, with rum (that almost rhymed!), and chairs...comfy reclining beach chairs so your feet don't even touch the sand, nothing can crawl up your leg...no, wait, <br /><br />...on a deck, way up high off the nature-filled grassy place (my lawn?)and sprayed with anti-spider stuff (don't go there, nature-lovers! if it's my sanity or the environment-sanity wins!)...<br /><br />on the other hand, dark woods = possible vampires...hmmm, sparkly ones? Myg says they're in Gray, Maine...or used to be...it might be worth the risk...<br /><br />nah, they'll find me on my deck, right? sippin' sangria-with fruit in it coz that makes it healthy, yes?<br /><br />so, no, I don't ever camp..ever.<br /><br />good luck, JJ....RobbieElisenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-53036466211641009042012-06-28T22:48:33.287-04:002012-06-28T22:48:33.287-04:00I can handle the animals and all the nonsense abou...I can handle the animals and all the nonsense about camping... except for three things: Bugs. Motherfucking demons with wings! Outhouses that stink to high heaven. And last but not least, no showers. After bathing in a creek for a few days you start to attract hungry bugs. It always comes back to bugs for me. Ugh!Kerrihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17068190359325445987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325136241555317156.post-34635575624440111832012-06-28T21:49:13.319-04:002012-06-28T21:49:13.319-04:00My beautiful Mother always said her idea of roughi...My beautiful Mother always said her idea of roughing it "was staying in a hotel without a pool". I learned from the best and couldn't agree more. <br />Growing up we had a cottage on a lake. With icky things in the lake. The lake icky things were far more terrifying than the land icky things in my opinion. (thanks mostly to the movie Jaws seen at a very impressionable age).<br />Adult beverages help commune with nature.sharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13915981353170770887noreply@blogger.com