Mosquito farts are no laughing matter. I lost five loved ones in the Mosquito flatulence outbreak of 2002. It was terrible: one minute we were enjoying a nice picnic along a South Florida swamp and the next minute, their necks had bitemarks the size of bowling balls and they were gone.
I pray that none of you know that evil.
Okay, that's enough. Hi, everyone. I'm observing from Central Pennsylvania, the new rainforest of America. Unfortunately, we have an interest in this event, as well. I'm sure you may see a few more of us here in the coming week.