They ain’t seen nothin till they flounder gigged in the coastal salt marshes down by Freeport, Texas. So many mosquitos that their buzzing is a roar from a quarter mile away
The thickest swarm of mosquitoes that I ever saw was on the Texas coast near Angleton. I and a buddy drove a pickup truck to a remote pasture to check on some stray cattle. As we drove through the grass, we stirred up a cloud of pestilence, the likes of which has not been seen since the ten plagues of Egypt. We figured those were newly hatched critters looking for their first meal; they covered the truck entirely, trying to bite it. They seeped in through the smallest cracks of that old truck. I recalled Alfred Hitchcocks movie “The Birds” as we got the hell outta there!