Monday, September 23, 2019

In the Name of Love (Bug)

Where are these things coming from? They're like a Biblical plague. There is a love bug holocaust on my front grill. Imagine finding your mate, only to be splattered at highway speeds. What a way to go.

Washing them off, I noticed that some of them must've still been single. Poor buggers. Dying alone. Well, not exactly alone, just not engaged in mating.

As I washed, the couples were still committing suicide into my wash water...

Now that I think about it, maybe they aren't all in love. Some of them seem to have made a less than desirable choice, and are willing to die to end it. That's even sadder than the lone splatters.