The mosquitoes life-cycle

It's been very rainy this summer. And naturally, with the rain, mosquitos come. They don't come as loud as my neighbor from the top floor, but they do. I think Walgreens has something to do with this. Because they were having a sale on mosquitoes repellent today. So I went to buy some. I needed the mosquitoes to see I was taking some actions and retreat their yearly attack. Latisha, the cashier at the Walgreens saw me buying all these products and gave me advise. I think she turned out to be some sort of scientist who just moonlights as a low-income cashier for some extravagant reason. Anyway, she told me she never got bitten by mosquitoes and that what I was buying was totally useless. I decided to study her from head to toe, trying to follow her example. My friends, at this point, I was desperate. So I went on to repel the mosquitos the Latisha way: I stormed out of the store. My first stop was Kentucky Fried Chicken, where i stuffed some drumsticks in my pockets, extra crispy. Then, i went next door and ironed out my hair, applying some sort of industrial strength gooey stuff to hold it in place. I proceeded to apply 10 3-inch long plastic nails with the story of gansta-rap painted on them , from its glory days back in the 80s to Mary J Blige. My middle finger, the one we usually use to flip someone off was dedicated to Puff Daddy. Anyway, I got home, hoping this would be the end to mosquito bytes. And surprise, it worked. Thank you Latisha.
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