Saturday, May 7, 2011

Shoo fly, don't bother me


Are you kidding me? All day long I've been trying to catch this freaking shit. But it's fast as hell, I tell ya. Every time I go to whack him, he takes off buzzing his way to ceiling, where my tiny little 4-foot-something frame doesn't stand a chance to get him without the use of a tall ladder. Well, you know what? I don't care. Cuz you know why? He has to come down sometime. And when he does, I'll be waiting. :)


4 comments:

  1. haha funny! love your blog, I follow you from Belgium! hugs x

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  2. I like your blog too! Nice photos!

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  3. L.A., one day I will write a true story about a situation where I used catching flies in the lunch room as a means to meeting a red-hot new girl in school. My football buddies and I were waiting for practice at the end of the day, and this gorgeous new girl was sitting there with my female classmates. I was shy so I acted like I was catching flies in order to get closer and be introduced to her. LOL! She became my girlfriend for 5 years. Odd but true. :)

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  4. Great story! Why did you guys break up?

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