Monday, October 13, 2014

Damn Flies.

[Wife]: What the Hell?!  There’s a fly just walking around on the wall.  I can’t reach it.
Me: I think it’s the one that’s been dive-bombing us all day.  I punched it earlier.  Does it look like the same one?
[Wife]: How should I know?  It’s a FLY.
Me: I hope it gets a leg cramp.

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