A vision of a Venus Fly Trap commit strip
Two flies chillin' on a bending blade of grass discussing their most recent meal.
One male fly brags to his buddy. "Did you catch that pile of dog shit on second street? It was like an organism of shit in my mouth!"
The other fly nods in agreement, shooting back, "Sounds like my date last."
The ominous shape of a Venus Fly Trap comes into focus in the background, above the flies. She has a bow on her head indicating that she's a lady. She has big-ass bulging eyes, accompanied with long girlish lashes, and has an endless row of grinning shark-like teeth. A long tongue hangs out of the corner of her mouth. The tongue drools comically like Odie from Garfield.
The flower smacks her lady lips together, in hunger, while beaming at the flies. Her long watery tongue crosses from one end of her mouth to the other. Her leaf-hands rub together in anticipation of her next meal. The flower hangs her mouth wide open like a hunter prying open a rusty bear trap.
One fly says, "Hey check that delicious flower over there. I bet it has a fuck load of nectar just waiting for the taking."
The impulsive fly flies over, he lands on the flower's tongue and takes a satisfying drink, he tries to fly away but finds that he's stuck on the flower's sticky tongue. He struggles to get out of the goo without success. His writhing only stinking him deeper into the swamp.
He calls to his friend for help, "Fred! Help me I'm stuck."
Fred starts flying over to help. But before he can get there the flower chomps down on the fly in her mouth, springing the trap. She chews up the fly that was stuck on her tongue.
The chewed up fly is half eaten and crying out, "I'm in so much pain!"
The eaten fly is then stuck, half-alive, and still twitching, in between the flower's jagged teeth. Fred, still uneaten, cowards in terror at seeing all this.
This still, uneaten fly, is too petrified with fear to move.
The flower then says to her next meal, "Would you too like some delicious, and sticky, nectar to drink from me."
The flower opens her mouth wide once again, beaming her hungry eyes at Fred, the uneaten fly.
Initially frightened, Fred then smells the delicious nectar in the flower's mouth. Seemingly hypnotized by the smell, the flies comes closer to the flower.
At the last second Fred says, "Psych!" and quickly turns away and speeds off in the opposite direction.
Before the fly flies off the comic strip panel, the fly calls out to his friend, "I'm sorry Gary!"
The flower grumbles to herself, "Next time my delicious one."
The eaten fly, "Gary" continues to twitch while being embedded in the teeth. The flower tries to expel Gary out from between her molars, with her long tongue, but only succeeds in moving Gary up and down.
Gary screams, "Dear God just kill me."
The flower gives up and remarks, "Dam I could use a waterpik about now."
Gary has one leg and half a wing left to his body. Gary cries out, "Oh dear god! Make this bitch stick a toothpick in her mouth and kill me already."
The flower cracks open a newspaper with her leaf-hands. She sighs in boredom. The newspaper bends down at the corners like a flower wilting. The flower shakes her petal-ed head, in disapproval, while reading the paper. She remarks to herself, "It's so sad... the world is such a savage place."
Gary's mangled frame flinches one last time.