I'm sitting here with my mother. It's 1:30 in the morning. She's having a snack. We're talking about the common housefly. This is what she just said to me...verbatim:
"You know, the other day, Billy and Bev was over (my cousin and his wife) and there was a fly buzzing all around us, just making us crazy. Tiffany (my niece) said, 'Oh, don't worry about that fly, Grandma, they only live for 24 hours and then they die'. I never heard tell a'such a thing. That durned fly irritated me forever. After three days I yelled at him, 'Hell with ya! You're name's Alfred. You're a pet now!"
Yea...classic...
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