While I was uh, indisposed in the lavatory at 4am and barely cognitive, the Godzilla of all unpleasant, mosquito-ish creatures came creeping in under the door looking for the source of light, and maybe a midnight snack. I mean, this thing looked like a daddy long legs and a wasp had gotten together intending to create the worlds most nightmarish offspring. What followed was a most unpleasant ordeal as I sat there shrieking and the foul flyer drifted closer and closer to me with his long dangly legs. In the end, I was grateful for the grand towel whipping days of my youth (of which, I must boast, I am the champion) for a towel was my only asset and Bugzilla didnt have a chance.
Posted on: Mon, 06 Oct 2014 20:14:20 +0000