The wasp is dead. Can’t say that I’m sad. I still remember the time down by the creek, when I brushed up against a bush, the wasp dropped down on my head and stung me. That was so damn painful, I’ve always wanted to kill every wasp and smash every nest I’ve seen.
This particular wasp looks like it’s covering its face. Like it was in shock as it died. It almost tugs at the heart strings but not quite. In other news, the shirt looks excellent on the bright yellow. That poor little buzzer simply pops off the material.
That’s why I’m giving Big Dead Bug Tee shirt a hearty recommendation.
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