Well, I've caught quite a few bugs in my time - but the only one that really comes to mind was that damn bumblebee.
I was makin my weekly Baltimore to Annapolis run and cussin some jerk who cut his pass a little too close when one of them damn big fluffy bumblebees went right between my teeth...damn near swallowed him, really....and that lil fucker stung me right on top of the tongue...and dudes, that HURTZ....a lot.
So I bit the bastard in half, turned my head and spit him to the winds, and luckily, one of my friends lived nearby, in Severna Park...so you can imagine me trying to explain this to him as he's trying to pull the damn stinger out for me with a pair of tweezers, laughin so hard he can't keep his hand steady while I am sputterin "Iss Nawt funnyyy" with my tongue all swollen up like that.
Still, I'll take the bugs over the face shield any day...that's like stickin yer head in a bucket.
-Ree