In my apartment, none of us like taking out the trash. Therefore, we leave it as it is, and the person who gets sick of it the most takes it out (usually me). Our record is around 2 1/2 weeks i think. You DO NOT want to try that at home, seriously. Man, the fly population increases by about a million a day. But recently, my housemate and I decided to put an end to all this. I cleaned up the kitchen, and he cleaned up the dustbin.

Yes, the amount of effort it took to complete both tasks were roughly the same. And I'm talking about the condition of the dustbin, not how clean the kitchen already was (that is another epic journey altogether).

Now with out kitchen spick-and-span,
We needed to find a way
To keep the flies away.
(Last time, I used an insecticide can).

That of course was a last resort: spray the dustbin with insecticide every night before going to bed. And before throwing away rubbish. Basically i would open trash can, sprayyyyy awayyyyyy, quickly pop in chocolate wrapper, then sprayyyyyy awayyyyy again. So to make our lives easier, my housemate acquired the services of Miss Venus.


There she is, sitting obediently next to our now-clean dustbin.


A closeup: look at her deadly fangs!

Actually, according to Wikipedia, her 'fangs' don't actually chew up the insects, they just prevent them from escaping once her mouth is shut.

Venus is also a choosy eater; she refuses to digest the dead insects we feed her, preferring to feast on live ones. That's why we moved her from the windowsill to the kitchen where there's a steady flow of fresh food every time someone opens the trash can. Now, there aren't any flies around to bother us!

























Seriously, where on earth does my housemate get these things?!