Pee Yu

The spray man is coming. The plight of the mosquitoes was death by chemicals. Hot summer nights brought the pests out to make our lives miserable. The roar of the truck, or the stench of the spray usually sent us to the confines of our houses on the day the "spray man" would come. If your windows were open, you closed them; and all would be fine. However, Lynn decided to use this opportunity to once again torture her gullible little sister. Pam was told, in order to save her life, to go into the house, crawl under the bed and do not come out until Lynn told her it was safe. After a while, Pam asked if she could come out. Lynn replied no. Pam's question was--"how come it is ok for you to be out and not me"?

I am sure if there were spray trucks today--Pam would run and hide under the bed.