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On my left foot there are two mosquito bites. On my right there are seven. These aren't just any old mosuito bites--these are monster bites. One takes up the entire back of my right leg (no kidding) and hurts like hell.
You know what makes bites stop hurting?
Alcohol.
Just kidding! Well, I'm sure it would help me out, but I don't want to waste a precious natural resource.
It's Sunday night and I'm just relaxing. I just worked about 6 or 7 days in a row and I have tomorrow off. I'm tempted to clean my room, but it might be too dangerous. Maybe I'll get some sun or take a drive. It would be nice to get away from home! And without pantyhose. GOD I hate pantyhose. The crotch goes halfway down your thighs and you rub yourself raw when you have to walk around. When I get a real job I want to wear pants. None of this skirt crap.
You know what makes bites stop hurting?
Alcohol.
Just kidding! Well, I'm sure it would help me out, but I don't want to waste a precious natural resource.
It's Sunday night and I'm just relaxing. I just worked about 6 or 7 days in a row and I have tomorrow off. I'm tempted to clean my room, but it might be too dangerous. Maybe I'll get some sun or take a drive. It would be nice to get away from home! And without pantyhose. GOD I hate pantyhose. The crotch goes halfway down your thighs and you rub yourself raw when you have to walk around. When I get a real job I want to wear pants. None of this skirt crap.