It's a sad state of affairs at the Pricedo household this Friday evening. Occupants of the house were bewildered to find that when they arrived home, a nation of flies had invaded their household.
The battle began at around 7:30pm, as Jeri awoke from a nap and came down from upstairs to find her kitchen swarming with flies. Flies came in from all around, enlisting all possible troops to engage in the battle.
Right now the view from entering the kitchen is a dismal one. Thirty-eight flies have already been killed, and the kitchen is strewn with fallen commrades, their guts smeared across the countertops and floors.
It seems as though this particular group of flies comes from an uneducated region, where none have learned the art of dodging swinging magazines. Their tactics often involve sitting right next to their dead kin and crawling on the floor in an effort to blend in.
As this is being written, Ric has entered the battle as well. He has gone into the "white zone" - otherwise known as the downstairs bathroom - where legions of flies sit perched on the mirror and countertop edges, waiting for the enemy to make the first move.
More info to come as this story develops...
Posted by wendytime at October 8, 2004 08:43 PM | TrackBackWhat the?? Where did they all come from?!
Posted by: Wendy on October 8, 2004 11:46 PMjeri, you're awesome.
Posted by: becky on October 9, 2004 09:29 AM