What would happen if the fly on the wall told the elephant in the room about the skeleton in the closet?
In ancient Timbuktu they made their houses entirely out of dung.
I'd have loved to have been a fly on the wall in that house.
I can hear two bug swatters having a huge argument nearby.
I'd give anything to not be a fly on the wall.
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