The mind boggles and recoils into a tiny ball, alternately whimpering and softly sobbing.
I especially love how the story doesn’t mention precisely where the flies were emerging from until the next to last paragraph.
Imagine taking a leak and having one of those come out. However, I would imagine that this would make urination painful, no?
So, just try and top that.
Go ahead, I dare you.
I double dare you.
I double dog dare you.
Don’t worry, the spider he swallowed yesterday should take care of things.
I think there is already a thread about this…Astro put it up I think.
I REALLY wish I hadn’t read that. I feel the need to take a VERY long shower…
Wha? A Normal fly…or are we talking a Brundle-Fly the size of Jeff Goldblum…?
*Mind you, it’d hurt either way. But wouldn’t You be the talk of the urinals…?
I keep envisioning flies streaming out sort of like the cheery pits that woman puked out in The Witches of Eastwick.
Isn’t this old news? I think there was a thread about this about a month ago.
Or…has it happened AGAIN? Aaah!