And they're cold and dead. But what really gets me is the fact that according to just about every depiction, we are their natural prey. Somebody wanting to eat me is really not a turn on. The high minded lit critic in me says its an eroticisation of predatory threat, which just brings it to creepy.
Or maybe it's the fact that they're mosquitoes with dress sense.
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Date: 2011-08-09 03:09 am (UTC)Or maybe it's the fact that they're mosquitoes with dress sense.