We were strolling in the garden, and noticed that the place was full of horny pollinators. If they weren’t eating, they were fornicating.
It was like hanging out with teenagers. And I thought, if this was a 70s teen horror movie, what should I see next? And I was right.
If I were a spider, I’d want to just hang out in flowers and wait for those obnoxious teenagers to stop by. It’s the perfect place to find distracted prey.
Distracted naughty teens being slaughtered by monsters with many limbs go back to black and white films in the 1950s. There are probably episodes of wossname, the robots watching bad films on the space station with this plotline.
But were the horny pollinators wearing skimpy tops when they went out at nighttime into the moonlit back garden with a basket of laundry even though they’d just heard a wolf howl?
I like that spider! Using that juicy fly as a tool for pollinating and then having it for dinner, too.