I was awoken by what i thought to be the sound of a lawnmower When I gazed out my over yonder not a single one was to be seen. Scanning my eyes around for a few moments I realized there hovering aimlessly in front of my face was the worlds most robust wasp. Startled I thought to myself "Dear Odin I hope that this overfed arthropod does not find a way in here". I closed my eyes and the noise was closer, it had infiltrated what I had thought to be an impenetrable fortress. Letting out a loud high pitched scream I reached for the nearest aerosol can. I began dowsing my foe and hoping for death by asphyxiation. The wasp fell to the floor and was crawling around in a pain induced seizure. I then laid the finishing blow with a bludgeon fit only for such an adversary. Going from the winged warrior of doom that he was to laying there lifeless, painless and completely still made me feel a strange sense of honor for the creature now to give him a send off fit only for the kings of men. Well met my winged foe, travel well to the gates of Valhalla.
-Lulu Dinobot-
For those of you who took the time to read this diary entry you may realize I have alot of spare time on my hands at the minute but if you read this whole thing then so do you.