Nov
10
10
That’s not a feather, it’s a STINGER.
These guys usually sit dormant, looking like a nice little ocean pancake. The stinger sits there waiting for the nexy unlucky bastard to take the wrong step, and it’s fucking curtains for you, because it’s a length of up to 13 heart-impaling inches going deep inside your abdominal cavity.
Satanic ocean spawn, with whom is advised, not to be fucked.

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