When opportunity comes knocking ...

Oh! opportunity! That make sense indeed... in this specific context. };)

But I have to warn you that I've killed annoying flies from the distance just using the dreadful & out of tune singing of my voice when a few of them had been left inadvertently locked with me in the bathroom while I was more off guard sitting on my throne already in the middle of my royal chores.

And according to what you have described in the quote uncovering part of the story of my childhood and undercover intelligence-related activities. I can almost assure you that I will be more successful in that next "Big Pricks, Small Dicks" poem and contest, if you just turn it into a dance contest rather than a singing contest. Regardless if I have to imitate the voluptuous dance steps of my father Elvis while he sang or any other steps a little bit funkier. :D

Cheers! :)