These guys are masters of hiding. They lurk behind picture frames. They chill under the couch cushion. They wait until you’re really comfortable, then they launch.
Giant Black Fly
Have you ever seen one just walking around? No. They only appear when they want to ruin your vibe. They’re like the paparazzi of the insect world—unwanted, loud, and always showing up at the worst time.
And why do they always fly at your face? It’s a conspiracy. They know you’re vulnerable. They aim for your mouth while you’re mid-sentence. Rude.
The Panic Protocol
So, what do you do when it appears? You have a plan, right? Let me guess: flailing. It’s the universal response.
You jump. You scream a little. You grab the nearest magazine or shoe. But here’s the trick—do you kill it? Or do you try to trap it?
Killing it is risky. They’re tough. You might just stun it, and then it lands on your arm. Shudder. Trapping it requires a glass and paper, which you can never find fast enough. So you just hide. I hide. It’s fine.
