Bypassing the Judge and Jury

Its presence is ever faithful and driving me insane. For over an hour now, it has pestered and teased and irritated and tormented. My nerves are a tangle of stretched, loose smoldering hot coals!

 

Did it just puke on my desk? My cubicle is not to be shared with vomiting trespassers. Why can’t they just understand that?

 

A constant electrical buzz fills the air as it zigzags inches from my face, testing my murderous thoughts. Then, it lands on my computer and I witness my opportunity. My mind reels; kill, Kill, KILL!!! And so, quick as a cat, I snatch my yellow notepad and take a wild swing, squashing the blue-eyed housefly. Its crusty green guts smear the once spotless monitor screen.

 

I will never remove this gore smudge. Let it be a declaration of my vindication and a warning to all would-be insects that plan to invade my territory. Insects; they are my personal little stress ball.

 

Rumor has it, the Mosquito Clan have entitled my office: The House of the Executioner. I hear they are building a plaque for my door.

 

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[kirito]

im not quite sure i can understand this.

i dont speak english

i speak britsh so i would really like if you translated it for me.

thanks