*plays banjo*

[seiberwing]

Ways You Know You Are Back In Tennessee

The car repair place waiting room has a Bible sitting next to the old magazines.

You mistake a church for a Kroger supermarket and are only convinced otherwise by an easily-missed cross on the window.

Palm-sized spiders crawling up the opposite wall while you're taking a shower are not terrifying invaders of personal space but are merely immigrants to the group of other spiders already congregating in webs on your ceiling.

ALSO: Is The Fear supposed to be aggressively bisexual? All his fanart makes him out to be such, but I can never tell with MGS fandom.

Comments

[poptartodoom.livejournal.com]

I'm glad that you have an appreciation of the spiders, because lord knows I don't. We're in brown recluse territory here and my old apartment was full of them, what with being underground and all. *shudders* I try to be patient with the little house spiders, seems how they're doing their civic duty of keeping the house pest-free, but anything that big would require a great deal of screaming and whatever large object was close at hand for a quick dispatch. And then probably some more screaming. O_o;;;

[seiberwing.livejournal.com]

With the big ones you at least know where you stand. It's the small ones you can't trust.