Thursday, May 12, 2011

Day of Victory

Jaw feels uneven.
As in, it doesn't open the same.
Try measuring with my fingers in my mouth,
but the results are inconclusive. 
Crush the can and go take a piss.
Baby fly (or something) lands on the side of the rim.
Nailed it.
It tries to crawl out of the frothy hell.
No you don't, you little bastard.
Tries to get out again.
Admire his tenacity, but I must win.
Flush.
Game Over.
Stand outside the bathroom door.
What was I doing?
Suppose I was going to get another beer.
So I do.

23 comments:

  1. Aww, poor little fly guy D:

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  2. Your pee-fu is weak if it survived the first encounter!

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  3. Thanks was definitely an enjoyable rread!

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  4. *steps out of bathroom* "let that be a lesson to the rest of you flies"

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  5. This was a great day indeed.

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  6. I have a strong dislike for flies.

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  7. Lol this was pretty good, who doesn't hate flies?

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  8. death to the flies! hehe. good work.

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  9. Very Poetic, quite entertaining. Show that fly whos' boss.

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  10. very beautiful. keep it up

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