supamun's Diaryland Diary

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

warrior mun tackles the mozzi

The ceaseless rains of dark december have afforded mosquitoes around my housing estate the chance to increase their promiscuous activities. These tiny minions, once extinct in my humble sanctuary, have begun appearing en masse, especially in the toilet, through my airvent; cold, thin and hungry, and ready for a bloodfest.
Just this morning, as I was sitting on the throne, going about my business as usual, i spied with my little eye a mozzi resting serenely on a comfortably colored green hand towel. What disgusted me was its red belly, distended and full of fresh blood from an unsuspecting victim, most likely from a member of my race!
Defouling my throneroom with its presence was enough to warrant a death penalty. Hurridly finishing my business, I drew out my potent mozzi WMD (weapon of mass destruction) from under my sink.: An aerosol can 3/4 filled with shelltox. Smiling with manic glee, I pushed the button atop the can, causing presurrised liquid to sublimate rapidly around the frightened mummy mozzi, and the many fetuses in her distended belly.
Fearing for the safety of herself and little ones, she desperately took off, but to no avail. The toxic spray had clogged her airholes, each flap of her wings becoming harder to sustain. Still she battled on like a true warrior, determined to at least reach the airvent and safety, dying a noble death. But there was no way i was going to deny myself this scalp of glory. I fired her with a few more quickfire bursts of pesticide before she finally gave up the good fight, drew her last breath, and fell lifelessly behind my toilet bowl. What a majestic battle!

12:20 p.m. - 2007-01-17

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

previous - next