the fly whisperer

Luke and I were relaxing on the couch, watching TV, when a pesky little fly started buzzing around our living room.

It’s the only thing I hate about spring, summer, and fall. I love opening windows and being outside more, but the flies work their way into our home, and it’s super-aggravating. Especially when they buzz around your head. Ick.

About 5 minutes after I first notice him, I heard a loud smack, and looked over to find my husband picking up the now-dead fly and taking him to the garbage can in the kitchen.

“Did you just kill that thing with your bare hands?” I asked.

“Yeah.”

“Well, how did you do that?”

“It’s simple,” he said “You just have to figure out their flying pattern.”

Well don’t I feel silly. I didn’t know it was so simple.

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2 Responses to “the fly whisperer”


  1. 1 melissa May 2, 2011 at 3:14 pm

    its totally genetic.

  2. 2 DDTM May 3, 2011 at 10:26 am

    If he were cool, he would use chopsticks.


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