Grasshoppers are just gross looking. I know they're one of God's creatures, but yuk!
We were destined to have a terrible year for grasshoppers on the Eastern Montana prairie, but so far, it's been bad, but not nearly as awful as we expected.
I love to go for rides, and while I was touring some large land parcels on the Molt-Rapelje road, I had to stop the car for the biggest grasshopper I'd ever seen in the area.
I don't know what kind of fertilizer this fellow was munching on, but I think farmers should just keep that stuff in a tighter grasshopper container.
If I head out to the mailbox and run into one of these guys, I'm just gonna have to call on the Montana Army National Guard (could make a good movie).