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Manowars are no picnic, either. Those fuckers have some wicked toxic venom in their long tails, too. A buddy got one wrapped around his shoulder while surfing in Barbados...he lost feeling in his arm for weeks, and said it burned like a sonovabitch.
We used to see'em on the beach in the Caribbean all the time.
He was lucky. Had it wrapped around his neck, he'd be pushin' up daisies.
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