I Join the Ranks of VICTIM
Well yesterday was a landmark day for me. A landmark in disgust! I've never been so grossed out.
I'm old, I have a variety of interests. Most of these are online. I sit on my keister. A lot.
Well, I was absorbed in something, completely absorbed. I finished a complex computer illustration, but that may not have been what I was doing. I write online articles, but that may not have been what I was doing.
What I was likely doing is (thanks, grand kids!) playing Roblox. Trying to squeak out that last gem from the mine or something...
I look intently, while I raise my half-full glass of port wine to my lips and take a gulp.
"BLECH! OH, BLECH. Ptooi... Ptooi... Sheila!"
"Sheila, get me some paper towels. OH, BLECH BLECH!!"
The whamo was for the fuzzy fly that had slipped in the wine and was doing the backstroke in my mouth on my tongue.
My son was a victim twice, at his computer biting on a sandwich, he bit (on both occasions) a Stink Bug in half.
Image Credit » Pixabay https://pixabay.com/en/housefly-house-fly-fly-insect-155460/