Looking back, I remember I landed on a cooked pizza. I looked at the beautiful pineapple piece and flew onto it. I dabbed with excitement because I was just about to puke on the fabulous pizza, when suddenly a baby hand came in to swat me. Luckily, the hand missed, but it hit the pizza instead and the pizza went flying to China. I hung onto the pineapple with all my might and steered the pizza into an open window. The pizza and I landed in a fruit basket. Because I’m a fruit fly, this was a dream come true.
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