<human>: For me, it was only a few weeks ago: there was a fly buzzing around my room. Loudest, most annoying fly I'd ever encountered. It kept doing that agonisingly frustrating thing where they go full on ramming speed at the glass in your window trying to escape, despite the fact that the window is clearly wide open. Normally I'm like Bruce Lee when it comes to taking out flies but this little bastard evaded all of my well aimed attacks like a little shit eating ballerina of the skies. It took me between 30 and 45 minutes to finally get the bastard, and even then, he was still only wounded. Wanting revenge, I grabbed a sheet of kitchen roll, folded the fly inside, got a box of matches, took him into the garden, and then burned the fucker alive.

A greater sense of satisfaction has never been felt.

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<bot>: Chased a fly round my room for half an hour, finally caught it and set it on fire to teach it a lesson.