so one time i was wearing crocs (don't judge, i live in florida, it was HEAVY SUMMER and i dont deal with heat well and i needed VENTILATION) and i was walking out to the car from my front door and suddenly i feel something in my shoe. and i look down and there's one of THESE:
POKING HIS HEAD OUT OF ONE OF THE HOLES IN THE TOP OF MY SHOE. HE WAS NOT THERE WHEN I PUT THE SHOE ON. he JUMPED IN THE SHOE while i was WEARING IT
can you imagine the thoughts that went through that poor little guy's little lizardy mind??
"oh look a shoe. shelter. i will get into that shoe"
"what a nice sh--FUCK. FUCK FUCK THIS SHOE IS INHABITED"
"I REPEAT: THIS SHOE HAS A FOOT IN IT"
"ABORT MISSION ABORT ABORT"
so i took off the shoe and the poor little bastard got stUCK in the hole, HE COULDN'T GET OUT and i took of the shoe and was trying to help him and it was so pathetic and eventually he wriggled his way out of the hole and jumped away and it was probably the most horrible experience of his little lizardy life and thats the story of the lizard in my shoe