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login Giant flying insects are my only weakness, my most dreadful enemy, one that makes me run in fear and hide in the bathroom, while my wife steps up and takes the fight! Some might fear sharks and alligators, some shiver in a presence of a snake, but not me!
Alligators do not sneak through your window late at night, to torment your soul with terrible buzzing noises! Snakes do not flap their hairy wings against your head while you are asleep, only to vanish without a trace, when you turn on the lights! As aggressive and vicious as they are, sharks will never try to get caught up in your hair, sending you on a hysterical rolling rampage in a public place!
It is late July, the time when all of these satanic abominations come out of their cocoons, to wage an unholy war on all living. It is time for me to come out from the bathroom and fight! My dear Brothers and Sisters! Let us unite in this desperate hour of need, and stand as one against the forces of unspeakable evil! Our ancestors and future generations are looking upon us from the depths of time, to judge us by what we have accomplished today! Our unity and courage will be our shield, our righteous primeval hatred will be our weapon! We must kill them. We must incinerate them. Moth after moth... hornet after hornet... cricket after cricket... hive after hive...
