Saturday 7/2/11 @ 1:02PM
I'm handy to take on camping trips, because all the mosquitoes will flock to me. Not only that, they are not content to bite me in only the obvious, usual places. I get the hipster mosquitoes. They were biting people on the creases between their fingers way before all the other mosquitoes.
This is where old Stranges go to die. When you look at them they feel alive again.