Monday, September 15, 2008

Lovebugs...

May and September are when the lovebugs swarm in the Deep South. Well, it’s September and they are swarming. You can’t go outside without them wanting to commit suicide by flying into your mouth or up your nose. It will take hours upon hours of scrubbing to remove all of the love bug guts from the front of my car and windshield. The little smashed beast will mess up your paint if they stay on there to long. My dogs are even sick of having to deal with them. ___________________________________________________________________________________ For those of you who don’t know what lovebugs are they’re a type of fly that spends almost the entirety of its life copulating with its mate. That’s right they fuck the entire time! The male and female attach themselves at the rear of the abdomen and remain that way at all times, even in flight. The male eventualy dies and is dragged around by the female until she lays her eggs. ___________________________________________________________________________________ I live near the Gulf so lovebug swarms can number in the hundreds of thousands. They especially like light colors. Goody, Goody, my house is white and both vehicles are silver. The damn things are everywhere you go. ___________________________________________________________________________________ My son was looking out the sliding glass door yesterday. It was of course covered with the horny little basterds. He said in his sweet little voice, “Mommy why do the babies hold on to their mommies’ butts the whole time?” Well, ummm, well, that’s one where you want to wet your pants with laughter. However, I found the maturity to comment back, “I think the babies want to make sure they don’t get lost. Just like I want you to hold my hand when we cross the parkinglot or when we are in a crowed place.” Well, it sounded good at the moment! ____________________________________________________________________________________ I stoped by a carwash this morning and power sprayed the hundreds of guts off of my windshield. It did very little to remove them from the front of my car. I guess I get to start scrubbing in the morning; yay fun.

3 comments:

Greg Voltaire said...

Well, I guess you can't say that "When a mommy and a daddy love each other very much, mommy ties daddy to the bed and shoves a wine bottle up his rectum"

The Angel and Demon Within said...

The freaking lovebugs are winning... I spent 30 min. this afternoon trying to scrub there guts off my windshield. Didn't work. I tried glass cleaner, soap, and even special bug gut remover spray. I guess I'll know next spring to lather my car down with oil before hand.

SaneAndSingle said...

Eeew...I hate those things!