When we lived in Florida the first time, we were doing grocery shopping and had just come out the store, when we were attacked by what they called "love bugs". These damn bugs had a liking for the color white, which I just so happened to be wearing that day. They just won't let go of you, so the only thing to do was kill them. A lot of love bugs were killed that day. It was terrible because they came in groups of ten, so there was no escape.