Seven in one Swat

Ok, so maybe it was only four. And maybe I had to swat around 30 times, but at least I killed the little suckers. You know, they buzz around your head and make sure you have no peace? Yes, the evil little flys!!! My office had been pestered with them for the last couple days. God only knows where they came from. They just know it’s getting colder and want to be in our warm office. Well screw them!!! I grabbed that newspaper, I rolled it up, I hunted them down, and I killed them good!!! MuahahahahahahhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAaaaaAAAAaaaaaaa!!!!

How scary, the joy and happiness derived from killing a simple, sad, black fly.