Remember the hundreds of bugs my son gathered while camping (after losing the original cool bug and then being told by me, "Easy come, easy go")? Okay, so it wasn't "hundreds," but he did bring home quite a few in a little jar. Well, they looked like this:
I'll give you two guesses as to what happened to these bugs. Amazingly, the boy actually predicted the results. I thought he was just thinking wishful thoughts, but I'll be damned if he wasn't right.