Why I Hit Myself in the Junk

So today I was driving my Jeep to Aiken. I really love my Jeep. I should have had the top down today but my top isn't in perfect working order. In fact, its kind of hard to close because the top piece is broken. It leaves a gap and every time it rains it lets the water in. Its on the list of things to fix as soon as I get a real job.

Anyways, I was driving to Aiken. Suddenly I heard a smack above my windshield and realized a bug hit the top broken piece of my Jeep and fell into the car. I didn't think much of it. Then after about five minutes this "bug" flew up and landed on my leg. It was then that I realized it wasn't a bug but a nasty looking wasp complete with white stripes.

I thought for a split second about what to do. I decided to smack the wasp off my leg. Unfortunately there's not a lot of room to maneuver your hand between the steering wheel and your leg in a car. I merely tapped the wasp off my shorts and onto the seat, upsetting him. I tried again to kill the wasp by hitting it with my had against the seat, but the cushion gave and he was still angry when I picked my hand back up. The angry wasp was a little disoriented and heading for my crotch. So I slid back in my seat, as far as I could while still at the steering wheel, made a fist and punched at the wasp. I caught a piece of the wasp, but I also caught a piece of me in the process. Ouch.

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Paul "I have issues with animals" Murphy