We have mosquito's in the house. I would say about 99% are male and they don't do anything except fly around and look scary. Well, tonight a female mosquito was on Deuces back so I smacked it. I always smack them hard to kill them. It didn't register in my brain that hitting the mosquito as hard as i could while it was on Deuce wasn't a good idea. And i did it twice in a row to make sure it was nice and dead. The look that he gave me when i smacked mosquito/him makes me soo sad. I still feel guilty for being an idiot and he's long forgotten it. Ahh the power of guilt. And damn those mosquito's.
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