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Are these insects migrating to a warmer climate you ask? Yes, the warmer climate of Billy's boxer shorts. His balls are battered and brusied from the constant impact of the locusts who are attempting to gain entry to enjoy their new cosy home where they can feast upon human sperm cells to feed their young. There's nothing he can do about this, except rub his package in yoghurt which seems to be a slight deterrent of the locusts... but only attracts more wasps.
This is the final orgy of the satanas.
There is no hope.