I swear that's what they'd say if they speak English.
Every night, just when you are about to fall asleep, they come. Not 1, not 2... but berpuluh-puluh.
These mighty flyers swoop and swerve. They jam their proboscis into your delicate skins leaving red marks all over.
Bloody suckers! Leave my son alone! I hatechew!
I seriously doubt their extinction can disturb the eco-system. Like seriously, I'd be sad if ants extinct cos they are such hardworking creatures. But mozzies? My no. 1 NEMESIS?!*Ziiiiitttttt* Spray! Spray! DIE! DIE, you stupid bloody 6 legged bullying kids with your proboscis weapon.
You know what? I sleep only at 3am (sometimes later) every bloody night whacking these suckers. If the judge ask for the most motherly thing I have done (mana tau I get nominated for another BEST MOM award) I'd say, "Staying up slapping my son's thighs and other body parts."
Seriously, isn't that sweet? Me forsaking my beauty sleep, making sure no mozzies bite Gooly? And applying and re-applying balm/ointment on him?
Just say yes.