We all have little fears as children that we grow out of as adults. The ankle-grabber hiding under the bed? Well he can totally go fuck himself 'cause I am heading to my bed to pass out, just TRY and stop me. That creepy old man who lives at the end of the block? Eh, he's just cranky because he can't have a regular bowel movement and goddamit, TV has totally sucked since they canceled The Lawrence Welk Show. The toilet swallowing you up spontaneously, or worse yet, wielding a nasty snake from the depths of the sewers to bite your ass off? Well, that's impossible. You can't fit down the toilet and snakes don't find their way into your bowl. We're grown-ups now, and we know better.
That is, until you're a grown-up working at your grown-up-like job, and like grown-ups sometimes do, you decide to check out the day's news via your local news agency's website, and you read a grown-up tidbit about stem cell research and yet another grown-up tidbit about the war in Iraq, and then, you see THIS:
Jesus Christ, I need armor for my ass.