A. P.  Diddy's bedroom?

B.  Asking for a role for a movie at Harvy Weinstein's hotel room?

C.  Accepting a drink from Bill Cosby?

D.  Asking for a role in a movie from me, while having drinks with me, Bill Cosby, Weinstein and P. Diddly at my hotel room?

NO!

My backyard!

I took my chubby dogs out to pee and I saw the ground TEEMING with what I thought was ants, till I looked hard and saw what appeared to be about a BAGILLION mosquitos and looked at my leg where 4-5 had decided to land on me.

I quickly screamed like Kamala Harris having sex with Montel Williams in a dirty alleyway while Willie Brown watched.

Then ran back into the house under a security blanket.

If I was in the military, I'd call for a bombing of my backyard with napalm.

I HATE MOSQUITOS.