Kid 1: "Dude, stand still...there's a gigantic cicada on your forehead"
Kid 2: "Oh my GOD, GET IT OFF...GET IT OFFFFFFFF!!!"
Kid 1: "OK, hold on, let me get get my baseball bat"
Kid 2: (see, he's silent because he just got hit on the head)
Kid 1: "Sorry 'bout that dude"
I lived in Washington D.C. the last time the cicadas came out and they seriously FREAK ME OUT, but not enough to let someone hit me in the head with a baseball bat to get one off...in addition to the two little geniuses described above, here are some of the other cicada related injuries making the news:
Several children fell off bikes, Baker said. "We had a concussion, a 9-year-old who was fleeing a cicada on her bicycle and fell off," he said.
Another child hit his head on a brick wall while he was running away from one of the insects.
"We had a stab wound to the arm from a kid who was trying to kill a cicada on the arm of another child but unfortunately he was using a knife," Baker added.
"Another kid tried to kick one under a lawn mower and cut his foot, and we saw a crush injury to the hand when a kid tried to put a cicada under the wheels of a moving car."
Honestly, maybe we need to worry less about math skills and more about basic common sense...also, I HOPE these will be gone, or at least on the decline, by the time I get to D.C. in June...honestly, big gigantic evil bugs that "are bigger than most other flying things" and "don't seem to have any tremendous purpose in which direction they are flying" are not my idea of a dream summer. Maybe I'll have to bring my Louisville Slugger and Cabana Boy can use it to keep the area clear. See? Delegation.
Update: Apparently the idiocy is for adults too!
