Come out come out wherever you are...

Just because I open my door for a teeny weeny moment does not mean that it's an invitation for you to come flying in.

3 flies came flying into my room just now.

I managed to kill 2 by the window and I thought I had already whacked the daylights out of the 3rd one but apparently not since I see one buzzing all over my room.

Stupid thing. How come it's flying around so fast. By the time I reach for my newspaper I'd already lost track of where it has flown to.

%$@!#^!

You are so dead.

And it's at times like these only do I get to really mean what I say:

"Shoo fly. Don't bother me."