Monday, October 15, 2012
There are flies in the living room
There are flies in the living room. They are flying endlessly around the centre of the living room, tracing out the edges of some pointless, possibly improbable, and probably impossible polygon. They were doing it yesterday. They did it overnight. They will probably be doing it tomorrow. What is the point of it all? Where are they going? Are they going to be doing it forever? Why do flies exist? I don't know the answer to any of those questions. There are flies in the living room, and that is all there is to it.
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2 comments:
This is why there is bug spray. Otherwise the cause of flies will be revealed in a manner you won't like.
Well I suppose they are a bit too high for the cats to catch. Irritatingly pointless creatures. Most times of the year Melbourne is virtually flyless, but there's a time and place for everything I guess.
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