“I killed a fruit fly that wouldn't get out of my face by clapping my hands on it. In its last act of kamikaze defiance, the fly hurled its fading carcass into a coffee I had only half-drunk and was enjoying. I had to pour it down the drain. F***er.” ComedyKarmaInsectsFliesCoffee HumorPest ControlPoetic JusticeKamikazeThrown OutFruit Fly Author:Stewart Stafford