
 One of the few things that I don't like about Mexico is the quantity of mosquitos and other small pests.  This afternoon I was cooking some rice in the kitchen, and a bold mosquito buzzed right between my eyes.  I instinctively smacked myself in the head.  For a minute I thought the joke was on me.  He made me hit myself in the head.  Then I looked in the mirror, and this is what I saw.  I got him.  Well, really it was a tie, because I smashed him, but he made me hit myself as well.  And by Newton's laws of physics, he exerted the same amount of force on my hand as I exerted on him.
 
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I believe that photo proves you are a bona fide relative of mine! It is proof enough that I could submit it to a court of law and have legal blood relationship established. Weirdo! (And as I always tell people, I only use that term in admiration)
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