FluoroBomb

This morning, I was forced out of bed early, so that I could sign for a delivery. After a great deal of effort, I gave up trying to keep my eyes open and used duct tape to do the job instead. I then heaved myself and a large portion of my bed down the stairs and flopped on the floor in a snoring heap. Had I been more awake, I would have been aware that a small amount of my fringe was emerging from the top of the duvet which otherwise completely encompassed me. I imagine I looked something akin to a large, quiff adorned meringue. A little later, I found myself dropping back off to sleep, eyelids still in contact with the tape. To remedy the s