first of all, i would like to wish eliz a happy birthday..
to eliz:
HAPPIE BIRTHDAY!!
take goodie care and enjoy ur day.. : )

secondly, the fly's story.
once upon a time, there lived 4 flies, mother and maid fly.they woke up super early one fine day. mother fly was in high spirits. brought her 4 lil' flies out for breakfast. they had cartel. as usual, the smallest one couldn't finish her meal, so the second one helped out. : ) *burbs*
after breakfast, the mother fly brought the two tiny flies to her shop while the other two flies flew around j8. shopped and shopped. spent quite ALOT. they saw this lil' store tht was selling hermit crabs. SUPER CUTE i tell u. their shells were gorgeously coloured and their homes are way much better than the flies' [how much can u expect from a fly's home]. it cost like 85 bucks just for a set[ everything included to last for a long long long long time]. they wanted to get it. or maybe 2 of them or even ALL. muahaha.. *evil laughs* but before doing so, they must make sure tht their hamsters are dead. so the second fly came up with a brilliant idea. maybe she could get her darling's dad to help, or maybe unstable, who has a thousand and one ways of killing lil' helpless creatures. guess she will be able to do a clean, good job.
then the flies headed to mother fly's shop.
second fly flew home with the maid fly and smallest fly. but was quite irritated and disgusted by them. think tht the maid fly likes the second fly. she was quite scary. shant elaborate. thinking that she would help, second fly complained, but not only did the pig not do anything, she happily rubbed salt to the wound as well. : (
hmms..
when the second fly got home, she did her usual blog visiting [that's the third thing i wanted to blog about] and came across someone's [let's just call her 'P']. it somehow brought back some memories. the second fly misses tht faithful night. oh how much she wishes that time would just pause there and not move on... she was kinda sad and all so she killed herself by drowning in a big pot of soup.
tht's the end of the fly's story. hmms. eating my dinner. so i shall juz end here. : )

FIFTY-SEVEN