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Edwin Decker
Originally Published in San Diego CityBeat


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  1. Is it schadenfreude if the pleasure I derive from your pain is your intention?

    Very funny stuff Ed!

    You can’t just waste a great title like. “Sheiks On A Plane” though. Hang some No Pest Strips and get some more wine!

  2. PCTer says:

    Hahaha! What a great column. Poor wife. Does she know she’s married to a crazy man?
    I know about the flies by the beach. Lived in PB and had the apartment’s dumster by my guest room window. I think they are the cousins of your’s in PB!

  3. Hatorade says:

    Use a household cleaning product that comes in a spray bottle & add some hot water. Put the nozzle on “spray” & spray the fly. The fly will be unable to fly away & should be subscribing to your edition of Esquire shortly. Or go take some lessons from Mr. Miyagi. I would love to see you chasing a fly with some chopsticks, lol.

  4. edwin says:

    Hey man, I’ll try it. Shit, I’ll try anything!

    Oh, and yeah PCT – Wife knows about my, let’s call them, eccentricities.

    : )

  5. ….and when they found your mother in the fruit cellar, and came to the motel to take you to the institution, that you wouldn’t even hurt a fly…

  6. Judy Robinson says:

    “viscous cycle” ? … Where is Syd when you need him to circle viciously? Sticky. Easily said from a person who spelled right as wright.

  7. edwin says:

    did I write that? Oops.

  8. Sheila G. says:

    I’ll never look at a fly the same way again!

  9. Sheila G. says:

    Oh yeah… would still love to read “Sheiks on a Plane”

  10. danielle says:


    …guttural and dampened, like a mouthless banshee being gang-raped by a grove of pine trees.

    Mr. Decker…Jeeeeezus!

    So, so, so, so funny and DAMNIt! Now I’m going to be even more germphobic thanks to this.

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