I cannot spend all day posting these emails. So here’s a compilation of suggestions from several emailers. And yes, some of these are just awful…on account….oh nevermind:

“Love means never having to say you’re sorry…on account of the flies.”
“Fasten your seatbelts. It’s going to be a bumpy night, on account of the flies.”
“I’m as mad as hell, on account of the flies, and I’m not going to take this anymore!”
“There’s no crying in baseball, on account of the flies!” (Fly balls…get it? [Groan])
“As God as my witness, I’ll never be hungry again, on account of the flies.”
“I have always depended on the kindness of strangers, on account of the flies.”
“Nobody puts baby in a corner, on account of the flies.”
“I’m king of the world, on account of the flies!”
“Houston, we have a problem, on account of the flies.”
“Roads? Where we’re going, we don’t need roads…on account of the flies.” (Yet another weak pun.)
“I’m the ghost with the most babe, on account of the flies.”
“Gort, Klaatu barada nikto…on account of the flies.”
Mmmm-hmmm! This is a tasty burger! On account of the Flies.
You Maniacs. You blew it up. Damn you. Damn you all
to hell. On account of the flies!
Soylent Green is people! On account of the flies!
Live long and prosper. On account of the flies.
Use the force Luke. On account of the flies.
Go ahead, make my day. On account of the flies.
Fat, drunk, and stupid is no way to go through life, son. On account of the flies.
“She dissed you in the Malibu?…on account of the flies?” (Say Anything)
“My whole life, I never had a sure thing…on account of the flies.” (The Sure Thing)