Freaky Flies, pt. 2

I just wanted to give everyone out there an update on the Freaky Fly situation at my house. They were here. I killed many. The flies left. And then they came back. I was really grateful for the Red Fly Swatter of Doom, until I whacked a fly so hard that it broke in a couple of places. It is not that great for whacking flies anymore. I bought more from Walmart -- Apparently they are fine with killing flies and offered me a wide variety of killing options. I chose the yellow one.

It may sound gross, but I have taken a liking to killing flies mid-air. I never knew that was possible until I was swinging around and found that my new fly swatter had a fly attached. It kind of looked like those witches you see at Halloween with their arms and legs flattened against the house or pole like structure. I have taken a habit to killing this way and let me tell you why - you don't have to wait till they land AND it kills them on the first whack. Unlike other times when it just stuns them for a second and you are shocked to see them bugging you after only a few minutes.

I wonder if there is a society of fly lovers that are going to write petitions against my killing flies and this blog? Wouldn't that be awesome?! Would it be called The Society for the Protection Musca Domestica or SPMD for short? Or how about the American Coalition for Protecting the American House Fly (ACPAHF - Aaaack Paf)? Oh, I crack me up!

For now, life will go on. "One way or another I'm gonna find ya/ I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha" (For those that would like to sing along with me... It's a Blondie song!)