Love Is In The Air...
(I had a really riveting post previously, but the text mysteriously disappeared.... and when I tried to add it back, it deleted the comments!). So don't blame me for the extraordinarily lame post below; blame a bug instead.
I do remember that I said something incredibly moving about Love being in the air these days, as thousand of tiny Love Bugs fly and enthusiastically copulate in my neighborhood-- and it's not even the main season for them yet. These romantic little bastards splatter all over car windshields and grills, get stuck in cyclists' teeth, and generally make a raging nuisance of themselves during mating season. Then I inserted some witty comments and allusions about their sexual proclivities, but damned if I remember. I would have received hundreds, if not thousands, of adoring comments regarding this sexual hazard on Florida's highways, but I am WAY too lazy to really do anything about it now.
Screw it-- I'm going to Italian class!
I do remember that I said something incredibly moving about Love being in the air these days, as thousand of tiny Love Bugs fly and enthusiastically copulate in my neighborhood-- and it's not even the main season for them yet. These romantic little bastards splatter all over car windshields and grills, get stuck in cyclists' teeth, and generally make a raging nuisance of themselves during mating season. Then I inserted some witty comments and allusions about their sexual proclivities, but damned if I remember. I would have received hundreds, if not thousands, of adoring comments regarding this sexual hazard on Florida's highways, but I am WAY too lazy to really do anything about it now.
Screw it-- I'm going to Italian class!
posted by L at 9:46 PM
19 Comments:
I hate the love bugs. I thought I was the only person offended by their immoral behavior. I did a post also when I saw the first ones of the season.
They need to get a hotel room. Nasty little sinners.
Oh, sure, like there won't be any Love Bugs in Italian class!
chickie: yes, they're a nuisance
Larry: you are correct-- I do have a much older gentleman (as usual) hitting on me in my Italian class. Luckily, I just fend him off with baguettes.
I dunno why everybody hates them. Remember that they don't have a home to do it in private as we do. The best you can do is to relax and enjoy the fun & its acrobatics...or rather be a peeping Tom for a day.
jac: that's true.... it's just so... so... porn-y
How dare blogger eat your genius post! I will pretend I actually read it and you can pretend that I said something witty about it in this comment, deal?
I will re-post my comment....
AAAHHHHHHH...Love bug season.
Actually that should have been
aaaahhhh... Love Bug season.
What lovely blue wings they have.
The annoying and self-destructive nature of the love bugs makes one think they are aptly named...
Frally: you are so witty and amazing!!! Was that good?
Rhodent: I thought it was "ugh.. Love Bug Season"
moos: you're just saying that because you don't have to deal with them
Ms. Vile: I never thought of that before, but I do believe you are correct...
I am truly disappointed with the loss of the full post.
I'd say more but apparently I am also feeling too lazy to persue this
I have no doubt that you created a masterpiece post and are fully deserving of a hundred or better complimentary comments. Since I'm only like number six here, I'll leave room for the other 94.
Love Bugs... can't live with them, can't live with them.
If those weree Hrbie the love bugs you'd have to put off cycling fir a while. An atmsphere full of those guys could be lethal!
A friend of mine claimed that he was going to sure USF for the cost of cleaning off the love bug juice and the annoyance they cause. He claims that it was USF that imported the bugs and they exploded through Florida. It turns out this is one of those things that has a lot of rumours and in fact is nowhere close to true
well, here's my contribution to your growing number of fan comments.
what a lovely post that must have been.
teach me some italian.
this is the third time I've mislaid a lovely post!
editengine: I had never heard that story; thanks for enlightening me
Mr. Anigans: here is some Italian for you -- "Sono il re della scimmia", which translates to "I am the Monkey King"
We don't have such love bugs in Texas, the grasshoppers think they taste like chicken. Wish I could have seen the whole post because the reprise was excellent.
mark:you lucky thing!
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