So we ran into one of the Beatles in Las Vegas. I'm not kidding. You can see his picture below.
This critter was on my back and was pointed out to me by some other tourists. To be accurate, I guess I should have said I ran into a "beetle" in Las Vegas. I decided to call him Ringo.
I didn't get to see him (because he was on my back), but Tami said he was about an inch long. That's pretty big for a beetle.
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