In my battle against the most dread fruitfly, I refuse to wave my white flag. I will not retreat! Though the fruitfly general seems to be amassing support in the forms of local militia and youth organizations, I shall not be defeated!
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
My battle plan began with sanctions against the rogue dictator. All supply lines were cut, food sources stashed neatly away in the the refrigerator. Dirty utensils washed and put away immediately. Garbage disposer cleansed.
When the air-attack was launched against me I fired my weapons. Dozens of casualties were the result of the hours long battle. And yet, this small yet forceful army prevails. They fear not my swatting, clapping, flash/bang/booming, household cleaner spraying tactics. I fear war-crimes may be in my near future.
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