When I was younger I use to fight crickets. I would hold them one in each hand, (with index finger and thumb). I found that they have a sheeth that covers their mandibles (or pinchers), and the only way to expose this is by lifting it yourself, or putting two crickets face to face. When you put them face to face, they will fight. Well I had this one big cricket on this particular day, and he won every fight I put him in. After he beat the last one, he got ahold of my thumg, and bit clean through the tip of it and drew a lot of blood, I know I deserved it. I didn't pay much attention to my feer, until one night out in CA. I was walking my dog at night, and we got within 3/4 of a mile from the house and noticed that the ground was completely black, and seemed to be moveing. Well the closer we got there was crunching under our feet,(from steping on crickets) and something kept hitting my head. It was at that time we both noticed that it was a huge cricket hatch going on. They were everywhere, and the ground was literally covered black with them, and so was everything else. We took off running, to this day I have never been able to run that fast. We got home, and I tore every bit of clothes off and jumped in the shower. It was at that point I knew I could have nothing to do with them. Now if I see them, I will avoid them. I can't even bring myself to step on one. It gives me the chills just thinking about them. I hope you guys don't think I'm crazy, but I don't like them, love the sound that they make, don't want to see them. Sorry this was so long. Does anyone else have this problem.
I love you dearly Kim, A/F.