Wasp War One
DAMN YOU WASP NATION!!!!
I think the wasp I killed last week left a legacy of evil. It seems that he had written a will upon his deathbed/journey to his death out of the window. There was nothing on Saturday, but they were only toying with me. As I awoke on Sunday I was sure I could hear the mocking flap of a wasp's wings, but it did not last long and it was not quite within my room. I got up to go to the bathroom (as I like to do when my bladder's full) and there was one waiting in ambush for me! Hiding behind the door like some stripey ninja. Another titanic struggle ensued, and with the aid of an empty soft drink bottle I was triumphant once more. I could pee in peace ("woooooooooo")........however. Was it the same wasp from beyond the grave? Was it a family member seeking vengeance? Could there be a community of wasps plotting my downfall? Could we just be living close to a nest, and once summer comes I'm screwed?
As a side note, I believe they've also begun to hire mercenaries to take me out. This morning (Monday) I was woken up by a fly of all things. At first I had to check it wasn't a wasp or a bee, but yeah, a fly. It took bombing runs at my head whenever I turned round, then it was gone. Bastard woke me up at 8am when I don't start 'til 2pm. Next time I'll try haggling with them.
I think the wasp I killed last week left a legacy of evil. It seems that he had written a will upon his deathbed/journey to his death out of the window. There was nothing on Saturday, but they were only toying with me. As I awoke on Sunday I was sure I could hear the mocking flap of a wasp's wings, but it did not last long and it was not quite within my room. I got up to go to the bathroom (as I like to do when my bladder's full) and there was one waiting in ambush for me! Hiding behind the door like some stripey ninja. Another titanic struggle ensued, and with the aid of an empty soft drink bottle I was triumphant once more. I could pee in peace ("woooooooooo")........however. Was it the same wasp from beyond the grave? Was it a family member seeking vengeance? Could there be a community of wasps plotting my downfall? Could we just be living close to a nest, and once summer comes I'm screwed?
As a side note, I believe they've also begun to hire mercenaries to take me out. This morning (Monday) I was woken up by a fly of all things. At first I had to check it wasn't a wasp or a bee, but yeah, a fly. It took bombing runs at my head whenever I turned round, then it was gone. Bastard woke me up at 8am when I don't start 'til 2pm. Next time I'll try haggling with them.
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12:32 pm
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