Welcome to Texas

 

The two young women sat at the bar, exchanging fears about their new state. They’d both transferred in from states in the northern part of the country, so Texas held a lot of horrors they were not used to.

“Tornadoes!” said the first woman. “And hurricanes!”

“Venomous snakes!” said the other one.

They both agreed that fire ants were of the devil, as were scorpions.

The old man sitting next to them chuckled, and said, “Ya’ll ain’t seen nuthin’ yet.”

With a twinkle in his eyes, he uttered the three words that made their blood run cold.

“Annual Tarantula Migration.”