The croaking biblical plague of Oklahoma

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Is it just me, or do you all find yourselves suffering endless sleepless nights — seven nights a week — afflicted by what must be a half a million sinister creatures endeavoring to drive us into a murderous rampage with their unmitigated chirruping and croaking from sundown to sun up.

If it’s just me and you have no idea what I’m talking about, imagine this: deployed immediately outside my bedroo…