I killed a fly. I'll tell you why.

WEIRD HONG KONG PHOOEY

MOMENT.....

Was sat on the 'most comfortable seat' in the house. Well, Penthouse Council Flat.

Been Having trouble with one of those flying raisin turd-like things that are called flies. Bloody hell. I have eradicated them now. This particular fly however, I must give it due credit. It was a more than capable adversary during it's short uninvited tenure in my pad...

As I said there I sat. Having a crap... Well, what else can I say there? That is what I was doing...

The fly. Now about the size of a rabbit turd, having somehow, not only managed to survive, but grown and matured into a full sized sugar re-gurgitator followed me into the bathroom. I hate Flies. No. I really do. I hate few things. If any in fact. But flies (Yeah... Said flies a lot there)

So this Fly. Shall call it 'Dead.' So Now, Dead flys at my head just I am dropping a particularly satisfyingly nice link.....

(The link was a posting to a friends page... What did you think?)

Anyway in exasperation I threw a swiping Karate chop at Dead. And, I shit you not. Not only did I connect fully with Dead, but his (I presume flies are men? Are there women flies?)

The chop was lightening quick, let's face it, you have to be to twat a fly one, be quick, I mean. The fly went straight into the tiled shower area, flattened sickeningly against the Tiled shower wall, about 3 metres from where I was sat... And dropped, with still buzzing cries of "Fuck me what a shot that was..." STRAIGHT INTO MY HAIR RINSING MUG!!! Balanced on the side of my bath/shower type unit I have my silver cup. (Not a furry cup) The Fly did well and struggled for about 5 minutes. It swam round in circles, buzzing it's death throes.....

The thing is. I could have saved that fly. I got the Bronze medallion in Lifesaving.

(And the Cycle proficiency badge too)

(Former member of The Sooty Fan Club)

Rob. <(ovo)> xx

Sunday. 10.25pm November 29th.