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You have the creative and descriptive style of writing as John Steinbeck. Save this for your novel's opening chapter.Let's see: I guess this thread is proof that y'all survived the following just so you would be on WB?
Taipan
Brown Snakes
Salt Crocs
Box Jelly
Blue ring Octopus (visions of the 007 movie with the title that drove teen-aged boys crazy - personal experience - but I was 27!)
Tiger Snakes
Stonefish
Giant Centipedes
Funnel Web Spiders
Sea Snakes
And who knows what else that lurks there!
H. E. Double hockey sticks - me thinks that list out does the Texas Beasties - but not sure!
I've never lived there, partly because I've come to the realization that with my luck - I'd probably die from an infected koala bite or a platypus kiss - or both!
If there were a piece "C" - I'd take it! Just to graphically proclaim my unabashedly cocky nerves of steel over them hammy dangers of OZ. Don't never mind that I'm sheltered here at my desk in one of the wealthiest counties in the nation - makes no difference, Just picture it - Old Mikey surmounting an epic pile of dried cow patties, confidently posing atop the mass of dung, shirt tore open, beating his massively muscled manscaped chest holding a rattlesnake in one hand and an alligator gar in the other. He's wearing a coral snake hatband and a copperhead belt holding up what is left of his shredded pants (the result of 'rastling the rattlesnake from the mesquite thicket) while bellowing at the top of his lungs something about OZ and wimps and Texans is tuffest! (notice no water mocs - Old Mikey don't like mocs)
Wait! did I take my Kava Kava this morning? I don't remember!
I'll find Piece C just for you, my friend.