“If I ever screamed over a mouse, I pray I would die of shame instantly.”
I’m a giant of a human. And a guy.
One morning, before coffee, I went into the pantry and a box of Uncle Ben’s rice was shaking all by itself. Confused, I grabbed the box to be confronted by a little mouse eating Uncle Ben’s rice.
Scared the crap out of me, and I yelped like a little girl.
In my defense, I regained composure quickly and disposed of the rodent.
“Scared the crap out of me, and I yelped like a little girl.”
I was going through a box in the garage and had one darn near run across my hand. I am pretty sure I made some sort of noise. I know I teleported backward at least a couple yard. No witnesses though.