Okay, God, I hear you. It's time for me to move. If the year of squirrels, handyman downloading porn, broken dishwasher, 3 cockroaches, messed up plumbing, brutally hot heat that I can't control, crumbling plaster, and mushrooms growing out of my ceiling wasn't enough, this last little trick has DONE ME IN.
I came home today to not one, not three, not five, not seven but EIGHT, countem EIGHT dead or dying flies scattered around my apartment. Um, I have never had a fly problem before. I have never really seen any in my apt. Then I find eight? And they are all dying? WTF.
This place is cursed.
2 comments:
that happened once in my basement near my washer and dryer. i coulnt believe it. it wasnt 8, it was like at least 50. there was no explanation for it. just happened. it was so creepy.
maybe your kitten caught them all and left them out for you as presents. cats do that
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