Short Comedy Stories 4 Proud Of The Fly

Mr. Baldly like always on Sunday, decide to go drink some bear with Mr. Hairy. Entering Mr. hairy car, it was silent all the way there.

Anyway, reaching Mr. Hairy's house, the two of them immediately started to drink bear.

They were in the living like always, Mr. Baldy was looking around in wonder, when all of a sudden he saw it.

It was a case that whenever he go over to Mr. Hairy's place he would avoid even mentioning it as it just weird no matter how you look at it.

On the wall, in the case, was a fly. Yes a fly, not the biggest fly, but not the smallest either, simply put it was just a fly.

Seeing that Mr. Hairy was drunk, Mr. Baldy ask curiously, " So Hairy, I have been coming over to your house for over 1 year now and I have been curious, what's the deal with that fly?"

Hearing Mr. Baldly's words, Mr. Hairy started to cry as he answer in sobs, " Oh, that magnifencent beast?"

" Yes." weird out by his friend question, he started to regret it all of a sudden.

" That magnificent beast was killed by my father before he died." It seemed he was reminiscence as his eyes became dilated.

" Isn't just a fly?" Mr. Baldly feel like he was an idiot because he was starting not to know if the fly was a beast.

"Watch your mouth! Thats a beast, you heared? A beast. My father had die killing it, only to died ten second later from his wounds. It was such a heroic deed, he saved the world!!" Mr. Hairy angryly shouted.

' What the f.u.c.k? It Couldn't be that it really was a beast? No, that's a G.o.dd.a.m.n fly.'

" True, what a magnificent beast, aww, you should feel proud of that fly your father killed, it seem to be a rare breed as well." Mr Baldly responded with some boothlicking as he still got to drink the man bear, right?