Get away! OH, NO!

I'm just about halfway done with my homework, and I'll probably be working on it for another couple of hours. Right now, I'm taking a break. I go to the fridge and get my Wendy's salad bowl. I sit down and take off the top of the bowl and slowly start mixing in the ranch dressing into the bowl. I go to wipe my hand, because I got dressing on my hand, like a klutz. I go to grab a tissue, and I look back for one second, and there is a fruit fly hovering over my salad. I'm think to myself, "Shooo, piss off, you shit spawned fly!" I panicked and hesitated, because I didn't know what to do. Do I swat at it and hit it into my salad or wait a sec? I decided to wait, and the shit fly flew right into my salad bowl and never came back out. I'm like, "No, it jus' di' int'!" Then, I hurry up and pick my salad bowl apart. I'm thinking, "Where is that little bastard?" I picked apart half of the bowl, yet I never found it. Fuckity Fuck! Dammit! I got this beautiful salad with a fly in my salad. Argh!

My mother came into the room, and I told her what had happened. She said, "Oh, Justin, it's just a fly!" She continues, "You've probably eaten lots of bugs and never knew." My response, "Yeah, but it's even worse, if you know, you are eating one!" My mother, "Just eat your salad bowl already!"

Why does all the crazy stuff happen to me?! Now, the whole time I'll be eating my salad bowl, I won't be able to stop the reenactment of the fly going into my salad in my mind. Eeewwww! Gross! *shivers*

I guess I better eat this shiz. I'm just too hungry, and it's my all-in-one dinner tonight too.