Re: Mosquitoes
They are Louisiana's State bird. But I hate em' they love me, they'll fly past a pool of blood, just to suck mine. <br /><br />I remember in a quiet hunting camp around 2 am in the morning, the only sound you heard was one buzzing around, then all of a sudden a slap, followed by my colorful Grandpa with his own language saying out loud, Da-m that skeeter was so big, he could stand flat footed and (mate) with a hoopin crane. Of course (Mate) was not the word he said) From a dead silence to the roar of laughter that followed was priceless. A whole group of men giggling like young girls till it was time to get up for the hunt. <br /><br />Another time, Grandpa and Dad were hunting together, and Dad said the Mosquitoes were so bad you couldn't breath without getting them in your mouth or noses. They both decided though they loved hunting, that they were too bad to continue. Grandpa, being colorful and disgusted, as they got to the clearing, turned and fired towards the top of the tree's 3 times with his shotgun and said "Take that you Son's a bitshes." <br /><br />Grandpa has passed now, along with his colorful antics and his unique way with the English language. Even though I have fond memories involving Mosquitoes, I'd risk, thinning them down to the endangered list, at the least!<br /><br />GodsBeast
