are NINJAS
These are the local HORRIBLE flies that bite. Or sting. Or whatever, but they hurt.
Anyway, while sewing up the sumo suits for Easterfest (yes this is one of the awesome jobs for which I have been assigned to do), the sneakey Marsh fly (which flies in a silent manner, similar to the ways in which ninjas sneak up on people) and landed on my ankle. And then it bit me. Through my sock. It was not even a very easy location to get to at the time, but it wanted to get me around the ankle so it flew around the sumo suit sitting on top of me (I like to call him Blue because he has a blue jock strap thingo) and he got me. *sigh* well I survived atleast!
That is all.
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