Austin & I were talking about killing flies after he took a dish
towel and tried three times to swat it before actually killing
it.
Me: My grandmother had trouble with fly swatters, but she could clap her hands and squash anything. Grossed me out at the time, but now that’s how I do it, then go wash my hands.
Austin: I couldn’t do that. I prefer to zap them with hairspray.
Me: See, I couldn’t do that, listening to the buzzing as they slowly die.
Austin: That’s the part I like. I like to gather their bodies into a jar and sit it on my desk and listen to it all night long.
Me: My grandmother had trouble with fly swatters, but she could clap her hands and squash anything. Grossed me out at the time, but now that’s how I do it, then go wash my hands.
Austin: I couldn’t do that. I prefer to zap them with hairspray.
Me: See, I couldn’t do that, listening to the buzzing as they slowly die.
Austin: That’s the part I like. I like to gather their bodies into a jar and sit it on my desk and listen to it all night long.
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