(Make A Scorpion Kill Itself)
To better understand the project I thought I had better give some history. It seems like the scientific thing to do. I think those square blocks of paper they gave me in school had pre.. uh... pre-stuff in the first few pages.
The Creepy Coincidence...
On Saturday I watched a TV show about dangerous bugs. They highlighted black widows, mosquitoes, and of course scorpions. Now, I recently moved from Los Angeles to a small town in Kentucky. I may work as a computer technician, but I do live out in the country. The people out here (especially the in-laws) love telling me about the scorpions they've found in their house. I guess giving the city-boy a fright is the next best thing to college basketball.
That night as I hobbled to bed in the dark I stopped dead in my tracks. I thought, there's a scorpion on the ground. What if I step on it? I took a few steps back, but after a few seconds I laughed at my TV-induced paranoia and walked back to bed.
On Sunday night my wife called me into the bedroom. There was a scorpion on the floor, in the exact spot (give or take twelve inches) that I had stopped the night before. If I stop on my way to bed because I think there's nuclear war outside I'll let you all know so you can start looting early.
I caught the critter (Kentucky-talk) in a glass. It had to die. But but first, science! I was going to science that mo'fo to death. Bwa ha ha ha! (My evil scientific laugh)
Let the science begin!