Last night we heard the buzzing of an unwanted creature. We were eating dinner and kept hearing the buzzing of roaming fly. This thing was massive. You would think that its immense size would make it easy to kill. Not quite. I would come close, but could never hit it.
Well one time I did. I smacked my hands and it fell. I should have gone with my gut instinct and crushed its guts extinct. However, as it lay on the floor, I looked for something to pick it up with to dispose of our guest. Right when I reached down with the napkin, the fly took flight. It buzzed around a little more disrupting our evening. Then disappeared or at least I could never find it again.
I guess the fly-ght plan included not getting killed.
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