Chou...Chou!

An Italian fly not taking “No! ” for an answer decides (I don’t know why) to stealthily sneak inside my slowly tanning ...foreskin. It makes my skin crawl. Is there no where they won’t go! This does not (as I imagine it would anymore yours) tickle my fancy. I deplore its need to explore & remove the intruder from my private grounds thus sentencing it to death with an...oh ...so hefty slap to my left then quickly right testicle. It more than likely hurts me a lot more than it did the fly who stunned is pushed to its death by a vengeful toe pushing it over the balcony. Chou...chou! ******* PUTTING THE OFF! ON! Under Italian skies candlelight dances in your eyes Slap! Slap! Slap! God damn these God damned flies!