Time to meet your Maker

For the past two weeks, a horrific creature has been stalking my son at night, leaving behind itchy red evidence of his presence, but hiding when I would go hunting for him.

Today, however, I cracked the case and found that dang bloodsucker.

I trapped him in the closet and smashed him into the wall, laughing maniacally. Should the police happen to come investigate my home anytime soon, I will need all of you kind readers to vouch for me that it was a mosquito, not mass murder. Given the amount of my poor son's blood that he'd been devouring, I'm pretty sure the mosquito could have been used to transfuse at least one unit of blood.

I may be pro-life, but that mosquito deserved to die. :-)