Tuesday, August 16, 2005
One time after school I grabbed a bottle of Cola and sat on the sofa to watch TV. My eyes glued to the TV and sipping away at the bottle I kinda play with it by sticking my tongue in the bottle opening as I drink. It's getting toward the end of the bottle and begin to sort of feel something hit the end of my tongue. I noticed it but didn't really pay much attention until the bottle was empty enough for me to see what it was. When I looked it was a huge fly encased in the sugary gelatin. I just about lost it. It was weeks before I could get the thought out of my head enough to even drink another soda in any form. Then I gradually started drinking can pop poured in a glass.