I've turned into a murderer....
OK, all my life I been proud of the fact that I don't kill anything. Spiders?? I pick them up with my hands an carry them outside. Flies? I just shoe them outside or ignore them. Wasps/bees/hornets? I cover them with a glass, slide some paper over the opening and carry them outside. That's been my whole life.
About 3 weeks ago my workplace became infested with fruitflies . They were cute at first and I had a couple flying around my office. Heck, I even named them - Boris and Charlie. Well, Boris and Charlie decided to have a partee and they invited about a thousand of their little friends. It was fun at first but then they started to invade my space and would fly right up to my face all day long.
Last week when I was having a bad day, I slammed my fist down and killed one of them. 
RIP little fruitfly. However something strange happened and I found a new satisfaction in knowing that I was ridding my office of unwanted pests. Today I killed at least 10 of them......
Should I be convicted of murder???
Last edited by slick; 04-12-2005 at 09:34 PM.
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand and strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming WOO HOO - What a Ride!
--unknown
Sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see
--Polar Express
Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened.
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