I know you can’t do anything about it. I don’t think I can do anything about it. I just wanted to share the burden.
We’re all suffering enough without you, you little bastard.
There’s a fly in my bedroom
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Well spray it, dear Francesca, dear Francesca, dear Francesca.
Well spray it, dear Francesca. Dear Francesca, spray it!!!
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Nooo I can’t kill them! That’s what spiders are for.
I opened a window this morning and it was gone before I could say ‘begone.’ Possibly neither of us enjoyed the other’s company.
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