I find you so utterly annoying. You're like a fly stuck behind the blinds. I can't see you, but I hear you buzzing away back there.
I want to take my shoe and just beat the hell out of you til you're all smashed up and dead. You stopped buzzing around for a while, but you're still there. Playing dead. Waiting for me to forget that you're back there.
Just as soon as I forget, you start to buzz again. Wreacking all kinds of havoc. I hate you fly. You evil, dirty, whore fly.
Why can't you just die already and go away?!
On second thought, maybe I shouldn't ruin a perfectly good shoe on an evil, dirty fly. After all, my shoe is worth more then your dirty vagina. haha :)