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There's a fly in my van. Yes, fuck you, I drive a mini-van. Chew me.

He torments me on my drive to and from work. I think it's a goddamn American fly no less, 'cause I travelled 10 GODDAMN HOURS SWATTING THIS FUCKING BEAST.

He torments me. Lands on my sunglasses, uchhhh, and on my feet. I have bruises on my ankles from kicking myself. Again and again and again. Invading MY personal space. Prick.

I can never find him when I'm finally parked. I've tried driving with both my windows all the way down. I try to sneak up on him when he's on a window and I quickly roll it down so he'll get sucked out. He's crafty.

FU to the fucking fly in my van.
:fire::fire::fire::fire::fire:

Leave the windows open for the night.

Should solve this one.



*Looks around proudly*

:disappointed:

He's like those Oriental torture masters. And being Oriental, he'd invite all his family to come and live with him.

DING DING DING

How do you get 100 orientals outta a van?

How?

<font size=25>GODZIRRA!!!!!!</font>


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just leave your van in the sun with the windows closed and roast the motha-fucka.

Flies that die in your windowsill come back to life in the spring.

They have the immune system of rats. Bastards won't really die.

It's like that bad dream when you're killing somebody in slow motion and the fucker just won't die.

Quote:Originally posted by Toronto Hottie
Flies that die in your windowsill come back to life in the spring.

They have the immune system of rats. Bastards won't really die.

It's like that bad dream when you're killing somebody in slow motion and the fucker just won't die.

why don't you just make sure it wakes up somwhere else, that's what I usually do to before the cloraform wears off...........

Have we dated?:confused: