Every one of them that doesn’t successfully kill me is breeding a super mosquito killer.

This is why I stay liquored up. One of these mosquitoes bites me, they take back that elixir to their family. Dad mosquito shows up hammered. Turns out he missed their kids soccer game (again) Wife is taking the kids to stay with her sister in Albuquerque. Kids only see the dad on the weekends where they have built up an immense disdain for him. This lends to their emotional trauma where they spend the next several years acting out their pain…wait

I need to rethink this

Every mosquito you don’t* kill

Every spider you kill that you see makes them better at hiding in your house

That’s the ideal outcome: mosquitoes avoid me.

I’ve had that thought about animals.

Wild animals always run away when I’m walking thru the woods which is kind of a bummer.

However I remember that every deer that approached a human in the past was killed and eaten. Every animal that didn’t run away was eaten or domesticated.

The ones that ran away survived and had more offspring

I made a pact with mosquitos; they can bite me when I sleep as long as they don’t annoy me with buzzing.

It’s extremely effective and both parties have been very happy.

I noticed that about the lantern flies this year. The past couple of years every time you saw a lantern fly anywhere you could just squish it without any serious effort. This year you had to be really fast or chased them for five times.

That’s why I effort at maximum into keep my kind away of being successfully bitten at all: none that targets me may bite me, none that bites me may survive, they better keep perpetuating without successfully using me.