There I am.
On my sunbed.
Or is it catching flies......... buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz?
I was actually, really catching flies.
I had fallen asleep on my girl sunbed. Mouth open, drool everywhere.
I was rudely awoken by random fly entering gaping gob.
Spit, splutter, choke.
It wasn´t the fact the fly had taken a fancy to my open mouth.
It was the fear of what the damn thing had been hovering on or around before hand.
A dead body?
Needless to say I splattered the little sod with my bare hand, licked it clean and resumed the position of the human venus fly trap.
Protein - you just cant beat a bit of fresh meat.