True story, and epic lulz to follow:
So its like August of last year... I got me a G and i'm all psyched and ready to be an admin. Finally got setup for a class (they didn't happen ever 15 minutes like they do now). So i'm a pretty serious person when it comes to some things. I told my whole family that i was not to be disturbed for the hour. I made sure and went to the restroom right before. I was set.. about 15 minutes into the class my foot feels like it catches on fire. And i don't mean it kinda burned... I mean it felt like a VOLCANO DROPPED LAVA ONTO MY FOOT. i tried to stay calm as i interrupted Tiddy and said "oh my god i'll be right back sorry." I jumped up and looked at my foot... nothing. Looked under my desk... There was a freakin' SCORPION. I had NEVER been stung by a scorpion in my previous 28 years of life.. and living in south texas that is an accomplishment.. Yet the gods that be decided it was my time... well i squashed the crap out of that little bastard and got back to class... So when i say i'm serious about being an admin here... You know how.