For some weird reason my mom had us watch the original Fly movie from 1958 when we were young (I saw the 1986 remake of it not too long after that, which was more gross than disturbing, but still pretty good). It really freaked me out and I probably gave a suspicious side-eye to any houseflies I saw directly after watching the movie. Knowing me, I probably tried to save various flies too (they might have little man heads on them!!) as I used to save hornets and wasps from the chlorine-filled pool they always seemed to fly into.
In any case, I was doodling during a meeting or a phone call at work and up popped the fly in my mind. I made him in my usual freaky side-portrait view style.
As a child, this is what you dreamed was under your bed, plotting to kill you. Gay Times was evil enough to introduce to us to a new waxwork figure of Lady...
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