Friday, September 2, 2011

They Don't Call Me "Bitten" for Nothing

It's summer time and for the past few nights I've been getting bitten...and it's not by vampire bad boys like Eric Northman.

Oh boy...I love me some True Blood 

No. I am getting bitten by something else.  I'm guessing it's mosquitoes, but it could also be tiny alien creatures slowly trying to suck the life out of me. (Too bad my job already does that.  Beat you, so HA!)  This is also just happening to me...and only me.  The Mr. and the Chitlin seem to be immune.  I have bites ALL over my legs and I can't stop itching...and it's hot...and I'm uncomfortable.  So I plan on doing the only logical thing to do....drink some tequila and see how those blood suckers like me now. It's always been my experience that though tequila may make you feel does not make you smell sexy.  Whatever's a win/win situation.


  1. Mosquitoes think I'm magically delicious! They dive bomb me and get in as many bites as they can. Tell me if the tequila works, or you just get a lot of squiffy mosquitoes.

  2. Ahhh the tequila didn't all I got was a bruise on my butt (trying to skateboard on tequila is ill advised) and two new bites. Blood suckers - those drinks were on me.