bugfuckers
There's a couple of bugs that keep copulating on my window. Several times a day, I see them, their loins linked, vibrating in an insect's orgasmic frenzy, jiggling their little wings in ecstacy, mindlessly sticking out their probosci and tapping it against the window in some copulative rhythm, leaving little droplets of fornication-induced bug spittle on my glass.
Sometimes I'm startled by some movement, and find myself looking at their oversized shadows moving across my wall, like some sort of zoomed-in insect porn silhouette.
I have to wonder whether it's the male or the female that drags the other across the pane, seemingly mindless of the fact that they are essentially pulling their own weight again by only their sex organs. I think if someone was attached to mine, I'd be hard pressed to take a morning stroll without at least noticing.
Fornicating six-legged segmented abdomens doing the jizm jig across my frelling windowpane and broadcasting their pr0n onto my otherwise clean walls....
Sometimes I'm startled by some movement, and find myself looking at their oversized shadows moving across my wall, like some sort of zoomed-in insect porn silhouette.
I have to wonder whether it's the male or the female that drags the other across the pane, seemingly mindless of the fact that they are essentially pulling their own weight again by only their sex organs. I think if someone was attached to mine, I'd be hard pressed to take a morning stroll without at least noticing.
Fornicating six-legged segmented abdomens doing the jizm jig across my frelling windowpane and broadcasting their pr0n onto my otherwise clean walls....