We bought this fly swatter last year. It is an electrified tennis racket. Talk about raising the bar on insecticide.
The only thing that previously had been shocked by it was my sister when she bravely poked her finger in it. She disregarded the safely screen and went for it. We saw a spark right before she threw it across the room.
It runs on two D batteries you see.
Back to the fly. That sucker dies a cruel and painful death with his head eventually exploding off of his body. Yes, it smells really very bad, but their is no dirtier infidel than a shitty fly.
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