From bein' born in and reared down in Texas, I found that when I was old enough to know about bugs, I realized that I hated bugs....namely the big runs...I can't even bring myself to say the word....I have a few "bug" stories of my own.

One mornin' after comin' home from workin' the night shift, before I got in the house I stopped to check on the bunnies and feed/water them. Then I came into the house to feed the cats and then myself.

I heated up my food and brought my tray into the livin' room to watch tv and eat. When I went to take a bite in my peripherial vision I saw something BIG, BLACK, AND SCARY on my right shoulder. It appeared to be about 4 inches long. Without thinkin', from what I remember....my tray went straight up off my lap into the air, my bowl with food went straight up, and I remember seein' it in slow motion spinnin' in mid air, all the while I was "silently" screamin' and I was subconsciously flailin' my arms and tryin' to get the THING off me.

When I bent over still screamin' and flailin', I felt somethin' crawl across my chest under my shirt........so, without much thought, I began strippin' all my clothes off.....and I ran to go get a broom......I came back and the THING came crawlin' out of my jeans......so I beat the THING to death....after watchin' IT for a moment, I was satisfied IT was dead, I went to put the broom away....I came back.....and......the THING was gone!!!!! Rememberin' this story just gives me the willies!!!!! This THING was one of those palmetto bugs.......JUST CREEPY and DISGUSTING!!

SO, HOW ABOUT Y'ALL....ANYONE HAVE A PHOBIA STORY TO SHARE?