No Fly Zone

"Niner-niner, we've got a bogey out here."
"Identify yourself, aircraft."
"There's no response. Fire when ready."
Or, so I assume there is some kind of defense mechanism going on in my bathroom which might be having conversations with the frequent "bogies".


We don't know why our bathroom has become the fly graveyard. If you take the time to count, there are 27 dead flies on the window sill. We've watched this cycle. The fly finds its way to the bathroom (looking around the house, it isn't like we are plagued with flies. In fact, I don't even see ONE buzzing around today.). It flies around a couple of times, lands on the window and then starts this weird death-throws buzzing ending with it landing dead either on the window sill or in the tub. It's disgusting, yes, but at least they are dying. However, we aren't sure what is causing them to die. Some invisible forcefield or toxic fumes (it is a bathroom, for goodness sakes! jk) or something has to be the cause, but we really don't know what it is.