Alien vs My Back Yard

I got up early this morning to do some much-needed yardwork.

It was 77 degrees already at 6, and I knew it wasn't going to get any cooler.

I clipped, and mowed, and weed-ate, and sweated.

Drank some water. Always good to stay hydrated.

I clipped, and mowed, and weed-ate, and sweated some more, and then out of the corner of my eye I saw THIS:



Four inches of what had to be an Alien Monster fetus.

I'm no Sigourney Weaver.

I hightailed it out of there and I have no idea when I'm going back outside again.

If ever.