“Panama Canal Mosquitos”

Ah shoot, forget hurricane season I’m going through the Panama Canal during mosquito season. But not with out my three tubby ladies, mermaids leading the way from the Arctic, Atlantic, and Pacific. So screw the typhoons, I’m fooling with a dose of malaria and typhoid Mary, while South Africans and Australians are taking vacations and dropping like flies along with all the other dead soldiers around me. I’ve applied the off, tried to stop the swat, and just laugh it off as everyone else is itchy and scratchy with their blood stained skin. Really I’m just talking shit. If these mosquitos don’t quit driving me crazy, then I’m gonna find a blow torch and get lit. Cause if it’s not the canal cronies, it’s another lying in wait to make my day.

About ABSTRACT KING

I'm originally from a small town in Central Texas, Lampasas. In the early stages writing was often spurred by some emotional event. What is currently on the Abstract King website is "the tip of the iceberg" so to speak. A pile of indecipherable hand written journals, thousands of photos, and hundreds of hours of video have sat collecting dust in storage over the years. Wondering about the effects fire, flood, or death would have on this massive amount of "me", drove me to create something more permanent. So, I began digitizing all the written words, editing, and sharing pieces with friends. The site is an extension of the positive feedback and intrinsic value I have received since. For the sake of creation, I put it out there for you. If you have an emotional response along the paths in my kingdom, then that's a bonus!
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