As a kid I got bitten on the nose by a mosquito that caused the old snoze to hump up huge and glow red. It itched like hell and made me look like a miniature version of Bozo the Clown. I hate clowns. These grotesque creatures not only creep me out, they reminded me of the bastard mosquito that turned my nose into a brake light. I'll never understand the rationale for mosquitos, or for that matter, clowns.
Thornton P. Knowles
Thornton P. Knowles
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