The other day we had a couple of big old flies buzzing around our house. This is obnoxious during the summer--it's incredibly obnoxious in the winter. Where did they come from anyway--there's snow outside! I suppose this is their last stand. Well anyway, I sent Brandon after them with the fly-swatter, and those vile insects went and landed on the high vaulted ceiling in my living room. Safe.
Or so you'd think.
Jason went and grabbed a 3-foot piece of PVC pipe that's been kicking around the house and that he's been using as a Nerf dart-shooter. He loaded it up with a dart, took aim, and just as I was thinking, "Oh yeah, right," he hit one of those big flies and killed it! Then he aimed again and shot the other one down too! (Unfortunately it left fly guts on my ceiling. But he took care of that too, using his extension-pole squeegee.)
Jason went and grabbed a 3-foot piece of PVC pipe that's been kicking around the house and that he's been using as a Nerf dart-shooter. He loaded it up with a dart, took aim, and just as I was thinking, "Oh yeah, right," he hit one of those big flies and killed it! Then he aimed again and shot the other one down too! (Unfortunately it left fly guts on my ceiling. But he took care of that too, using his extension-pole squeegee.)
Wow! Jason can shoot a fly off a 15-foot high ceiling!
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That made me laugh. :) Way to go, Jason!
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