Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die

I'll be honest.  I'm generally a live-and-let-live sort of guy.  I don't normally kill another living thing if I don't have to.  Even in the house I figure spiders are good neighbors and I'll let them hang around until one of the girls sees them and wigs out.

But I fucking HATE mosquitos.  My blood is evidently the sanguine equivalent of fucking Cristal champagne and the little bastards will endure the layers of pure fucking Deet that I spray on myself in order to have it.

So, to all mosquitos, please die.  Know that I will never stop trying to eradicate every last fucking species of your kind from this Earth.  Die.  Just die.  I hope every single fucking one of you dies.

Anyway, I'd better get back outside now.