Mosquito's.....

Here it is, the 8th of October and I haven't seen a mosquito in probably 2 weeks. Out of nowhere comes this giant ass, Boone and Crockett, world class mosquito that all other mosquitoes aspire to be!  Saying this thing was big is an understatement.  I swear I think I saw a combat team from the 82nd Airborne jump out of this thing!  The thing had a banner flying from its ass end that read, "29 years is a long damned time, Kansas City Royals.  God bless you and George Brett.".  When the damned thing landed, 5 minivans filled with soccer moms and toddlers pulled over because they thought it was a Chuck E. Cheese.  Fucking thing was big, okay?

Normally I'm  not afraid of mosquitoes.  In fact, I kind of enjoy the itch after getting bit by one.  I mean, beats the hell out of the itch you get from the crabs... not that I would know.  But, this mosquito said it was going to open up a feeding spot on the back of my shoulder with a drilling rig because a pick axe wasn't big enough!  This mosquito was so big, it probably needed an oil change every 3000 miles.  I mean, damn!  I got mad that it had invaded my air space, so when it landed I hit it with a rolled up news paper.  When it got up, it hit me back.

It was unreal.  A co-worker saw this thing and informed me that he saw it on the Discovery Channel.  Yeah, the crew from Northwestern (from the show Deadliest Catch) was floating on its back while fishing for Opilio crab.  You get me?  It was a damned big mosquito.

When the thing finally got done having its way with South Jackson, it took off like a CH-47 Chinook in a talcum powder plant.  Dirt and shit was everywhere.  Old women's hair was mussed.  Kids where crying.  The only thing I could think of was, I bet Pinedale Wyoming wishes it would have had this bastard when the Rainbow Family Gathering showed up in 2008.