Attacked by twiglets again. Trying to get up me shorts he was! It’s always me. If there’s a massive flying bug on the loose, it’s my mouth they go for. If there’s a sand fly, you can guarantee it’s my nostril he gets stuck up. If there’s a tarantula-like spider, its my boot he’ll be hitchin on. Jesus! What is it!!!??? I’m like an unwilling insectoid Dr Doolittle.
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