Thread: Arachnaphobia?

Originally Posted by Iwannafish

Once upon a time, late, late, at night, sleeping on the ground in a shelter half at Ford Sill Oklahoma, something moving on my chest woke me up......... I grabbed it, and felt hairy legs between my fingers, threw it on my battle buddy's chest, and jumped straight up in my shelter half! Needless to say, shelter halves were not created with enough headroom to stand up. Also needless to say, my drill sergeant was not amused...............

I don't remember Drill Sergeants being amused by much of anything.