This evening I was drinking tea.
A fly was bugging me the whole time.
It wanted my tea.
At some point when I drunk most of it I said fuck it, I’m not going to spend more time trying to keep the fly out of the cup.
Half a minute later the fly was gone.
I took a peek inside the tea and there it was, floating lifelessly in what remained of it.
“Dumb fuck aren’t ya” I thought and left.
So the highlight of my day was gloating over a dead fly