Friday, August 3, 2012

Miami Mosquitoes...

Miami mosquitoes...pure harbingers of the underworld unleashed from the bowels of hell with a mandate from Diablo himself. Bite the most susceptible skin...the lips, the palm of the hands, the joints, the eyelid...
After doing a night of battle with this species, I awaken as puffy as Courtney Love, and I haven't had a drink in a week... 

5 comments:

  1. Wicked. It's really not a mosquito (it's a cricket). But then again there's really no Babs.

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  2. Ha! I've seen these in our backyard. Unfortunately, our dog Petie used to consider them a delicacy. Yuck.

    Carry your cell at all times -- you never know when a mosquito might come along big enough to carry you off... and save for later. :/

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  3. Funny you should say that. Remember how the Lilliputians ensnared and caputred Gulliver? The other night I thought the mosquitoes were going to do the same thing to me and carry off to their motherland in the Glades.

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  4. Further loci for
    [Mosquitoes v. Babs 2012]
    Case #666

    Bottom of feet, see esp:
    instep
    ankle surgery scar

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