THE MOSQUITO SAGA (read story)

by ALFONSO LLORENTE SARDI

Once upon a time a mosquito flew into my room, and as usual he can in for lunch on my neck. As I felt the little fellow’s sting I wacked my hand tryin’ to reach him, but he flew away full as a bomber. So I had to play for him MOSQUITO KISS, wishing to receive him next day with the fly swatter my friend David Skellenger sent me thru SC. In fact it was effective, and during my burst of happiness MOSQUITO FUNERAL popped out! But the story at this point doesn´t have a happy ending, the mosquito reappeared as a mummy. My friend Silvano Staffolani thought it was a butterfly, and the atmosphere became so creepy until my friend Imre Lodbrog said a couple of magic words pulling out from my mind MOSQUITO MUMMY. Fortunately the mosquito mummy understood that he didn´t have a chance as a blood sucker so he PLEDGED MERCY, making this great saga end happily!

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Once upon a time a mosquito flew into my room, and as usual he can in for lunch on my neck. As I felt the little fellow’s sting I wacked my hand tryin’ to reach him, but he flew away full as a bomber. So I had to play for him MOSQUITO KISS, wishing to receive him next day with the fly swatter my friend David Skellenger sent me thru SC. In fact it was effective, and during my burst of happiness MOSQUITO FUNERAL popped out! But the story at this point doesn´t have a happy ending, the mosquito reappeared as a mummy. My friend Silvano Staffolani thought it was a butterfly, and the atmosphere became so creepy until my friend Imre Lodbrog said a couple of magic words pulling out from my mind MOSQUITO MUMMY. Fortunately the mosquito mummy understood that he didn´t have a chance as a blood sucker so he PLEDGED MERCY, making this great saga end happily!