What gets me is that they wouldn't put anything in there that's genuinely poisonous. I mean, yeah, okay, rat bites, but those won't kill you. Mostly it's just a matter of how much grossness you can handle.
I was a tomboy when I was little. I used to carry frog eggs home from the pond in my hands because I thought I could hatch them in a plastic beer cup. I can pretty much handle touching anything at this point. Even maggots, and I haaaaate goddamn maggots.
Now, if they challenged me to chug the frog eggs, THEN we'd have a problem ...
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Date: 2009-06-04 01:07 am (UTC)I was a tomboy when I was little. I used to carry frog eggs home from the pond in my hands because I thought I could hatch them in a plastic beer cup. I can pretty much handle touching anything at this point. Even maggots, and I haaaaate goddamn maggots.
Now, if they challenged me to chug the frog eggs, THEN we'd have a problem ...