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Reward for non-
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Déjä-vu
Is it really so noble?
I told you so...
Based on correct
information...
Unfounded hatred
What's more important?
Humanity? Yeah, right!
Poetry scam(s), Part XIX
War against terrorism
Lost meaning
In jail for skipping class
Obligatory spam
Poetry scam(s), Part XVIII
Other reasons for visiting
Poetry scam(s), Part XVII
Poetry scam(s), Part XVI
Poetry scam(s), Part XV
Poetry scam(s), Part XIV
Poetry scam(s), Part XIII
Pointless
Poetry scam(s), Part XII
Private rules
Poetry scam(s), Part XI
Poetry scam(s), Part X
Requirements
Poetry scam(s), Part IX
Music maestro
Poetry scam(s), Part VIII
War victims...
Poetry scam(s), Part VII
Poetry scam(s), Part VI
Poetry scam(s), Part V
Poetry scam(s), Part IV
Bowling for Columbine
Poetry scam(s), Part III
Poetry scam(s), Part II
Back to the future
Crusade
Poetry scam(s), Part I
Mobile telephone unit
Compensation for life
Policy
Pim Fortuyn
Married
Sing sing-a-song
Law of gravity vs.
Murphy's Law
WAAAAAAAAAAAsabi!
Flight of our lives
Matter of priorities
Cultural difference
Dangerous visitor
Driving skills
3rd party activities
Well-trained
Stop: Police
Clean?
Criminal look
Bearsnack
MOOOOOOO...
!&#$%! !&%#.&W.#!!!
Do your job!
DRUPA 1995
Spit
Bon appetit
Candid
Reward for a good effort
Spread 'em!
Punch-line
Down, boy, DOWN!!
Nerves!
Smartass
Ghost in the door
Crack!
My own personal prison
Roadrunner
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January 2000
It was in the middle of the night and I woke up from something. At first I didn't realize what it was that woke me up. I didn't remember any bad dream or something. Then I felt something itching on my leg. I scratched and wanted to go back to sleep again. But after a couple of seconds there was that itch again. And I scratched again. When after a few seconds that itch came back, but a few cms higher up my leg I started wondering what the hell was going on. Something was crawling on my leg, I was sure about that.
I threw off the cover and looked at my leg. What I saw did startle me some. There was a huge wasp slowly crawling up my leg. And I really mean HUGE. From head to end it was some 3,5-4 cms.
I'm not scared of them, I know that they only attack when they feel threatened, but that might just had happened when I was scratching my leg. Luckily it didn't. I let it crawl on my finger, it appeared to be half asleep (which was probably my luck when I was scratching) and I set it free outside the window. Then I went back to sleep.
The next night when I went to bed there was another one of those huge wasps (or maybe it was the same, I don't know) sitting on the ceiling in my bedroom. I put this one outside also, wondering where they came from.
That question was answered in the following summer.
There was some maintainance on the house. They changed the wood under the roof around the house and when they took one of the boards away they found a huge wasp's nest. And I really mean HUGE!
The size of the board that we took away was 120 x 45 cms and the space behind there was some 25 cms deep. And it was behind the WHOLE board using the entire space there. It must've taken them years to build a nest of that size and it was an impressive piece of architecture.
The nest was deserted except for a couple of dead wasps, so there was no danger anymore. I guess that the one (or two) wasps that I had in my room were hibernating somewhere in the frame of the house and accidently had found their way into my room.
Check the picture and be amazed by this (literally) great thing.

