HOLY FUCKING SHIT ARE Y- are you fucking KIDDING me right now?????????
so I was innocently taking my morning shit as per usual when i hear a buzzing sound, akin to that of a lawn mower or weed whacker or something of the like, and at first i ignored it thinking i was just hearing people mowing their lawns outside which they often do... but then i noticed the buzzing was fairly loud, as if a weed whacker was being used right outside the door... or maybe there was like, a small tiny weed whacker inside the bathroom?.....And then it occurred to me.
I look up to find a MOTHER FUCKING WASP FLYING AROUND THIS TINY ASS LITTLE BATHROOM WHILE I AM SITTING ON THE TOILET: EXPOSED, VULNERABLE, AND HELPLESS. A BEE. WITH A STINGER. IN EXTREMELY CLOSE QUARTERS. WITH MY BARE ASS.
and to make matters worse this demon is flying so fucking erradically, like the bitch is drunk and not sure if he wants to go home? or go knock obnoxiously on his exβs door to try to get back together? maybe go back to the bar for a couple more shots? fucker just could not make up his mind on a goddamn destination so every time he changes directions iβm yelping and clenching my buttcheeks and praying to any god that will listen to spare my soul... and just a quick reminder: as you may recall, i wasnβt *finishing* my morning shit or *about* to take my morning shit. I was taking my morning shit when i realized whatβs going on. so as you can imagine i am in the LITERAL worst position to escape this fucking nightmare.
needless to say, kids, I did manage to relocate my morning activities to another facility after some strategically timed wiping and a swift tuck and roll exit procedure.. but i really have to say that the whole experience took the phrase βnaked and afraidβ to an entirely new level of significance that i hope i never have to re-live...
........also this isnβt my house so sorry to the home owners but the bee is still in your bathroom; good luck with that :/