The Fly

My mother has the weirdest strategy ever for killing flies.

What she does is she heats up some water to boiling, then tries to scald the fly by hurling the water at it. She claims this works really well. Except somehow last night, it all went wrong.

Apparently while throwing the boiling water at the fly, she instead hit the remote control, completely destroying it. She had to order a new remote.

And to add insult to injury, the fly survived the scalding and was seen in the living room today. Now my mother is trying to lure it into an ice cream trap, and I strongly suspect this second venture will also be unsuccessful.