Adrian the Hypnotist

Adrian wasn't a bad hypnotist, it's just that he didn't know his own limitations. You see, as any self-respecting insect should know, wasps are immune from all forms of fly hypnosis. They have a circuit in their brains which is hard-wired for the kill and cannot be circumvented. Adrian didn't know this until the day he tried to hypnotise Hank the wasp's son, Eli. Adrian should have stuck to hypnotising lady flies for his own personal pleasure and entertaining the old flies down at the nectar bar for free drinks. But Adrian was a dreamer, he dreamt of being bigger, better and bolder than other fly hypnotists; hence is demise. One night after a few too many nectar spritzers in the fly section of the nectar bar, he sneaked into the wasp bar, only to see Eli standing outside chatting up a lady wasp. "Look into my eyes, not the face, look into the eyes" he said to Eli. Initially Eli thought that Adrian was a few petals short of a flower, and ignored him. "Look into the eyes, you are feeling drowsy" Adrian persisted, getting into Eli's face. As we all know, the etiquette down the nectar bar is no killing unless you really have to, or it is a Friday night when anything goes. Eli had no choice in this however as the lady wasp was beginning to lick her lips, hence the end of poor Adrian. Eli bit his head off, offered it to the lady and took the body home for supper - it saved on a kebab on the way home, after all. Poor Adrian, apparently his dying words were "You are feeling slee... oh shi...".

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