My son brought home his biology experiment this weekend. He thought I'd be fascinated by it.
I was. Totally. Until they escaped.
I was led to believe that he was cloning Girls Gone Wild, but, alas, he was only growing fruit flies. Those little critters sure breed quickly, the flies that is.
Fruit flies are fascinating creatures. They fly but cannot swim. They are attracted to fruity things like fruit and wine, but they cannot swim. They'll land on anything fruity smelling, like fruit or wine, but they cannot swim.
When they land in a wine glass I think they try to swim, although the best they manage is to float.
They've set up shop in my kitchen and my only hope is for a hard freeze to wipe them out.
Hard freeze. In Houston. In March.
It could be a long summer. As they say, time files like an arrow and fruit flies like a banana.
Yes, they actually say that.
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So how much wine have you sacrificed to the fruit flies so far??
If you want to know my trick to getting rid of fruit flies, read on, if you don't give a rats ass, then don't read.
Leave a little wine in the bottom of a bottle and put a piece of tape over the top. Poke a small hole in the tape. They'll fly in looking for the wine, and won't be able to escape.
Good Luck
Actually, time flies prefer the wind over an arrow.
“Until they escaped.”
Isn't it interesting how three smallish words can set the scene for an entire anecdote?
No... not “interesting”. Fascinating. That's what I meant to say.
There's a really great song called "Fruit Fly" by Nada Surf. I highly recommend it.
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