Man, what was with all those flies? I spent all yesterday running around my apartment with a fly-swatter killing ’em. There must have been about a dozen. Driving me nuts. No matter how many I killed, more seemed to show up. That seems to have stopped after I took out the garbage, so there must have been something in the bag they were grooving on.
Coolest. Deadbug. Ever
Date: 2002-10-06 10:04 pm (UTC)Must be a weird bugday. I sat down on the MetroNorth, opened my bag, and a yellowjacket flew out. I killed it, but... HUH?