I was eating leftover KFC off a plate, a good meal really, and a fly comes into my room thinking it can have some. I'm not totally on board with the idea of sharing my lunch with an insect that probably spent its childhood in a bin, eats decomposing food and literal shit, lands on and touches everything it encounters with the same set of legs and regurgitates digestive juices onto its food to consume it, but the fly certainly is. The fly lands on my plate several times, each time beginning to crawl gingerly towards the freshly-microwaved KFC. I swat the fly away those several times, but the chicken must smell so good the fly fails to recognise its life is in danger. Instead of leaving the room and going to eat something else that isn't guarded by something thousands of times bigger than it, the fly thinks it can bide its time and hide behind the rim of the plate so I won't see it.
As soon as the fly does this I laugh and swat the fly out from behind my plate. It then flies onto a window right in front of me and sits there like a massive fucking retard. I hit it with a book sitting on my desk and it gets squashed instantly. What did this little dude think he was doing? How much is actually going on in the brains of a fly if it fails to recognise the thing waving its hands at it can still see it and is still paying attention to it after two seconds? Low IQcels have nothing on these creatures.
As soon as the fly does this I laugh and swat the fly out from behind my plate. It then flies onto a window right in front of me and sits there like a massive fucking retard. I hit it with a book sitting on my desk and it gets squashed instantly. What did this little dude think he was doing? How much is actually going on in the brains of a fly if it fails to recognise the thing waving its hands at it can still see it and is still paying attention to it after two seconds? Low IQcels have nothing on these creatures.
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