Apparently some mosquitoes heard bloodsucker jokes and found a law school, thinking they’d be safe.

I sometimes fall into a deep coma on the sofas and chairs in the law school. I almost always wake up itchy. I thought it was mites at first, or maybe ghosts. It’s mosquitoes. I just counted five of them hanging out near room 127. If I could control the ecosystem, I’d eradicate mosquitoes. Who needs vectors anyway? All they do is make you itch and spread malaria. No one likes either of those things.

But that’s what we get for living in a school down by the river.

SBA, please invest in tiki-torches or DDT. Rachel Carson’s long gone.