Squadron Commander: "Looks like everybody made it back. Reports, please."
Roberts: "I had a nice ankle meal before she switched to longer socks."
Johnson: "Forearm for me."
Adams: "I bit her on the ring finger. The welt was so big she couldn't turn her ring around for 20 minutes!"
Brown: "Can you believe she didn't see any of us? What a loser!"
Dixon: "And she thought that lemon eucalyptus stuff would keep us away. Just added nice flavor to the meal. LOL"
Jones: "Yeah, I got her on the finger webbing between the ring finger and third one after she sprayed. That must have really smarted."
Smith: "Honey, that ain't nothin'. I flew up her pant leg and bit her above the nice high sock she put on. And got back out to brag about it."
Squadron Commander: "Good job everyone! Hey, what's that?"
Human female: "Gotcha!"
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