My dog sometimes goes to the toilet on a balcony that is connecting to the front room, if you go out of the front room there is a long hall and at the end is my bedroom and my dad’s bedroom.
My dad’s bedroom smells of piss, shit and body odour and has crumbs all over the place. My room is immaculate with nice smelling odour eater sprays used frequently and is hoovered twice a day (I have to as I have psoriasis).
Guess which room gets all the fucking flies!
And I’m not talking about those little ones, I’m talking about those great big fat fuckers! You know the ones I mean? The ones you wonder how the hell their wings keep them flying they are so fat!
I was woken up this morning at about 8am by the familiar buzzing noises of a fly, Why is it that I have a big room yet the bastards always want to try and land on me, and if I put the duvet over my head it makes them want to land even more?!