vrrooom

A plague of Book of Mormon-esque proportions. Just once, I want to use the phrase "slickening highways with their carcasses." One person's reaction to the kajillions of crickets was "It's yucky...you drive down the street and they pop like bubble wrap." I'd freakin' waste a tank of gas driving around town if I had that opportunity. Why are good things always wasted on people who can't appreciate them?