Flat 3

I found a flea on my big toe this morning, naked, kitchen, half way through the pint of sparkling water a tender tickle in my big toe hairs down there and there it is and. About Will you believe me if you’ve never had to do this that a flea is daftly hard to kill? I pinched smushed it between my finger and thumb, opened and it leapt ​there on the floor, panicking already about infestation convinced it was bed bug, pinned it pressed it with my thumb into the click floor. It leapt again ​​​I pushed it into floor again​boing 20 centimetres away panicking I was going to lose it back to its mate or mates, polyamorous fleas randy fleas a fecund circus of procreation.