The other morning while preparing for my daily beach hike made a visit to the bathroom, and after flushing suddenly before me appeared a water lizard or biawak. On all my previous encounters with these amphibians out of doors they would invariably make a hasty retreat with the appearance of my presence.
This time was different, as the lizard just sat there perched above the surface flicking his tongue while his feet were firmly implanted on the surrounding ceramic.
Not being in the habit of drinking that early in the day knew this wasn't an illusion and decided to rid myself of his presence, and promptly attempted another flush.Nothing happened! His girth filled the hole completely.
Since he wasn't fleeing I decided I would, but my mission was not totally out of fear but to retrieve my trusty can of HIT from a nearby shelf. Returning to the scene I noticed it hadn't budged and let loose with a long blast from the HIT can while immediately closing both toilet seat and cover with my foot and escaping the cloud in the small enclosure. Still wary I returned with a large heavy wooden doorstop to prevent this monster from escaping should he live and decide to retaliate.
Now in reflection realize that there may be retorts from creature lovers that think me horrible for not being more sharing, or gender defenders demanding a certification of the of the word "he".
Sorry friends. Just have no regrets
This time was different, as the lizard just sat there perched above the surface flicking his tongue while his feet were firmly implanted on the surrounding ceramic.
Not being in the habit of drinking that early in the day knew this wasn't an illusion and decided to rid myself of his presence, and promptly attempted another flush.Nothing happened! His girth filled the hole completely.
Since he wasn't fleeing I decided I would, but my mission was not totally out of fear but to retrieve my trusty can of HIT from a nearby shelf. Returning to the scene I noticed it hadn't budged and let loose with a long blast from the HIT can while immediately closing both toilet seat and cover with my foot and escaping the cloud in the small enclosure. Still wary I returned with a large heavy wooden doorstop to prevent this monster from escaping should he live and decide to retaliate.
Now in reflection realize that there may be retorts from creature lovers that think me horrible for not being more sharing, or gender defenders demanding a certification of the of the word "he".
Sorry friends. Just have no regrets