I’ve been online for a few minutes. In those few minutes, I have had to swat my arm numerous times, and now when I look at my arm I find little red craters and hills. There is a fly in my room and he’s attacking. I fear he was trained in a covert military program, the ones where you’re supposed to deny you went to. Area 51 for insects. He’s good. He hides in the shadows, beneath the keyboard holder and knows just when to strike my right arm. He must have a feel for the moments I’m most distracted online. Must be the rate at which my eye moves left and right. He’s watching me type this right now. Fortunately he cannot read English. OR CAN HE?!
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Mission Status:
The prototype spacecraft tests are going quite successful. The shrinking device on it functions perfectly in stealth operations. Although, I think the test subject has become aware of our existence…
Is the little fly smoking a little pipe?
Shhhhhh… do you guys hear that?
::sniff sniff:: you guys smell that?
Maybe it’s actually like 6 flies. They’re just playing a big joke on ya.
I have these two ladybugs (or gentleman bugs) that keep crawling/flying around me. Teasing, dancing, wiggling, and just creating loads of fun.