Now I really know just why, I have never liked a fly. Besides all the filth it seems to control, It's now spying on my intermost soul. To swat or not to swat, this is scary; There is no telling what fly-spy does carry. Do I inspect the bump on his head? How do I know if it is really dead? I don't know if I am terribly mean; So, guess I will just stay squeaky clean.--Lavaun Bushnell Updated: 2007-07-10 06:04:17
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