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La da dee da fucking da.
All of a sudden the Fly jumps out at you. Not a fly, The Fly. Jeff Goldblum in a teleporter experiment gone awry. Freaky organs sticking out of his face, eyeballs falling out, etc. etc. And he starts wailing on you and getting fly vomit all over your new suit, and spreading dog shit everywhere, and just in general a horrible assault on everything that's good and holy.
Now, you happen to have a flyswatter in your hand. And you're hitting the Fly over the head. It's a fly swatter, right? It's supposed to kill flys! So you're swatting him with the fly swatter but it doesn't work. Of course not. It's the Fly, c'mon. It's a horrible mutant monstrosity and it ain't going down. In fact, after six years of hammering the Fly on the head with a fly swatter, it's still standing. Sure, you've worn a nice depression in the Fly's thick skull, but it ain't going down. Suddenly, out of the Fly's pants, drops a fully loaded .45 semi-automatic pistol.
Now, do you pick up the gun and shoot the fly, or do you keep swatting him with the fly swatter because that's more "appropriate?" Personally, I'd pick up the gun and teleport the Fly's brains from his skull to the sidewalk. Frankly, I'm more concerned with getting rid of the fucker than poetic justice. By any means necessary.
Ya dig?
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