This morning was one of the torturously, bitterly cold November variety. Rolled out of bed, clambered towards the underwear drawer and selected a pair of black trunks. Slipped one leg in and then the other(TMI? Just wait…) and immediately jolted with searing pain. I scanned my lower legs where I had suspected the pain had originated to find a half-dead, stubborn wasp/bee(honestly, was too bewildered to distinguish) planted on my right calf.
You might denounce this post as superfluous and well, rather bizarre, until, of course, you discover that the wasp was in fact hibernating in my pair of unmentionables!
Image from Nick Sagan Blogs