For years, for thousands of hours, he worked with the insect. Finally the day arrived. At the bar, he brought out his trick fly. On cue, it started moonwalking. In one swift motion, the bartender reached for his copy of the local newspaper, rolled it up and squished the fly with a mighty swipe.
Damn things are everywhere.
I'll be in the dressing room going blind. Mom will love this. Oh the size won't matter. No need to wrap it up. I'll eat it here.