So the fly carcasses on my walls weren't warning enough not to enter my sleeping realm?
Or perhaps you took them as an invitation... a challenge.
Regardless of your reasons it was sheer stupidity coming here for I am a bug-killing machine. I trained in Haiti against mosquitos much bigger and deadlier than you.
But you are well aware of this now. I'll admit that you were quicker, craftier than the fly - but still, you are no match for my elf-like vision and impeccable shoe handling. One by one I struck you down. And I will leave your guts smeared across my ceiling as a trophy and as a warning for mosquitos to come:
All bugs who enter here shall perish.
Cause I'm a bird... and I eat you for breakfast.
Yours,
Bird.
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