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Nowish: Voodoo Histories by David Aaronovitch
Could you come and do that with our fleas please? Rentokill were meant to do some exterminating last Friday, but it all went wrong (everyone was at the pub and not the office, so there was no-one there to let the man in).
fly... vacuum? cup?
how did they get into the cup exactly?
(vacuumed them, they died in vacuum, then dumped them in?)
also, did they all float?
I'm amazed. or, something.
it's like a fan with a tube which seals 'em in as the fan sucks 'em. Getting them out took a bit of juggling, that I didn't master, but they were alive if a bit battered when they came out. Then the did the backstroke, or the front crawl, whichever took their fancy, until they drowned. Hours later.
How many feckin flies in YOUR soup?
Man! Gross!
Get one of them "Electric Tennis Rackets"
(they're just sooo much fun)
'as you do'.... *still laughing*
...not sure about the whole fly torture thing though, laughter aside. ;)