My Kind of Party

"Taco, I don't think we're in Kansas Northern Virginia anymore . . ."

(Sorry, you will have to turn your head to watch the video--but it's worth it)

 

This may look like a celebration to the average viewer, but what you are watching is my mom killing about a zillion fruit flies swarming Jackson's banana at a favorite local dive.  It actually became comical because there were so many (we're talking upwards of 30 or so kills) that Jackson started slapping the table to mimick mom and I smashing the flies between our hands.

Just thought I would share.

If you're anything like the fruit flies . . . you'll enjoy it.

Moral of the story: don't bring a banana to a restaurant with open screen windows in the summer.

Unless you want to party with the fruit flies.

DISCLAIMER:  Unfortunately, 30 actual fruit flies were harmed in the making of this blog post.