The date had been going so well; they’d had a lovely meal with some great conversation, followed up by some very raunchy dancing. Sam started to get cold feet when Julia tried to eat his head though. She was hot and all, but was she really the mantis for him?
Being a male praying mantis must suck. You just start to get your groove on and then you’re having your head eaten. Although I hear tell that that behaviour might just be the result of mating under human observation. Who knows…
That’s all for today folks, see you tomorrow.