“What are you looking at?”

Watching you while you are scrutinising me, do you think that I am invisible as you stare my way curiously? what are you looking at? although a cat can look at a queen, have I chocalate on my face? Isn’t it clean? something must be strange about me, your expression says it all, I can feel your piercing peer, I can see your eyeball

You are making me so uncomfortable, can you look the other way? or will you tell me what is the matter, if there’s something wrong with me please say..uh uh there’s an odd sensation on my neck, what the hell can that be, an itchy tickle what the heck? somethings on me..Just as your mouth opens I jump up off my chair, hells bells and blitheration now I understand your stare..I shake my head in a frenzy, I am in an awful state as I start screaming out at you “Huh mind you are some mate!!”

“Thanks very much for your silence, why on earth did you not say” as a mahoosive hairy spider falls off my neck and scuttles speedily away.. Oh my God I am shaking as I climb upon my seat, just incase that little blighter decides to crawl onto my feet..”The next time you spy something on me for Pete’s sake tell me so, if you sit gawking at me in silence then how the hell am I to know””