You guys do remember me mentioning that I am terrified of lizards? No, well I am. I am not from a part of the country where lizards are prevalent and they freak me out. Badly.
So, because I am irrationally frightened of them, they find me everywhere I go. Yesterday, I was leaving Whole Foods and this happened:
A lizard fell out of the sky onto my windshield. I stopped the car and fortunately I was rescued by the bag boy, who picked it up (with his hands...eeeeeewww!) and put in in the grass.
Stupid lizards. Why can't I run into other Florida wildlife like black bears and gators? I'm not afraid of them!
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