Not the best place

Its that time of year when you crawl our of your hole after fourteen years living in a drab exoskeleton with nothing to entertain you but the slow pulse of future glories no matter how short lived it may be. So thinking a tyre of a car is the best place to celebrate your new found freedom not to mention potential bonk is probably a pretty thicko idea......That's cicadas for you. Big old thickos. We now have resorted to wearing ear plugs when outside as the sound of them calling out for a root is painful on the old ear drums........They are very pretty though and as for myself and Scuppers and Vivian well we like nothing more than a fresh one for afternoon snacks. Preferably if they are still making their zeep zeep noise...HEH HEH HEH
May the heat of summer fill your reservoirs of fecundity.
Tubbs