Such a Good Dream, Broken by Techno

Evil, evil fly.

On my trek to work every morning I cross a large grassy field. That field is home to many various species of biting bug. One such bug is none other than the annoying horse fly. There is one reason I really hate horseflies more than any other type of biting bug and that is the fact that, like many people I've encountered in my life, they can't take a hint.
So it starts biting me and I smack at it, didn't kill it, but nearly. You'd think it would buzz off somewhere to lick or spit or whatever it is that bugs do, its wounds. Not the case. Ten yards later it's still flying around my head so I do the only thing a self respecting hater of horse flies can do....I ran. More out of annoyance than anything else I ran at a good clip to lose it and then slowed back down. A few seconds later....it was back!
This time I took off at a full sprint thinking, surly this will leave my aggressor in the wind. Then, out of morbid curiosity, I turned around to find the foul beast hovering just behind my head and back AS I RAN. I'm sure I made for a comical spectacle as I shot across an open field at a good pace flailing my arms about me, every which way. Thankfully I made it to the doors of Hatch in time to slam it on him and escape, but WHEW! What the crap was that? Some bugs need to get a life or something.

I shall name it, the Nastyscicle! Most disgusting of ALL popsicles!