WARNING ! Photos buttocks not glam at all inside.
Have you ever seen …
a butt merging with a cherry clafoutis? Itchy more than he eats?
I’ve experienced while returning from my trip to Mexico. A beautiful buttocks all corrupted. He scratched me so much that I could not help but proclaim it on my Facebook wall, supporting photographs.
Here they are if you are mentally shielded:
162 stings in the last census. Legs and feet included. Surely more.
A torture to the point that I had both in tears and felt a powerfully pleasurable relief to each scraping.
The view from my hip alerted more than one: the mosquitoes would not be involved but would rather bed bugs … officials. This info has not fallen in deaf ears …
Insect that was almost unknown to me some time ago, I became unbeatable at present on the subject. 3 sleepless nights oblige. After spending a few hours clicking on any research regarding tack, tick and chigger another, I have not slept all night. Caught by the ghost of the insect vintage disappeared in France for 50 years and reappeared since the rise of international flights, I was mortified. Cape Fear, I saw and I scratched myself everywhere.
I got up at night to scrutinize suspicious lint on my towel, caught in the act nocturnal insects in full search of my little body to massacre. I searched under the mattress, the bed, the couch in the hallway around my business travel. But nothing. Following the advice of my friends to get rid of the parasite, I had already given my backpack to dry, washed and rewashed my clothes at 60 °, some thrown into the garbage business. The rest I have placed them in the freezer. Including 2 books to frosting. One of them was suspect: offered by a Mayan Mexican completely « borracha » that was sent while a cooler filled coranas on the beach. Proud that her feminist book she revered live his dream: being in Paris. I suspect she wanted to make me upside down, thinking of our European ancestors who introduced evil in America-infested blankets disease to decimate the population. And as revenge is a dish best served cold … there were already decapitated heads of red ants and crushed down the pages so why not bug eggs? And then she had me autographed « pendeja Viva Mexico! » which means « bitch » anyway.
Do not know how I should take it …
The next day, the doctor’s office management
He assures me that they are mosquito bites. So I show him my ass more telling than my feet, legs and arms. It gives me that bedbugs may be eventually involved …
– I was told I had to wash all my business at 60 ° to eliminate them.
– No need. Bedbugs prefer to stay hidden in their homes.
– But they would have died anyway in my backpack because of the temperature in the cargo hold, right? I read that bedbugs could die of cold -20 …
– Unfortunately, it resists the cold like a nuclear disaster.
– You are mixing with cockroaches …
– Oh yes …
– Bites appeared the day after my jungle trip. Excluding no bugs in the hammocks …
– So these are stink bugs.
– Uh …
After scrutineering, the stink bugs only attack plants, fruits and vegetables.
He took me for a pumpkin or something ?
Next nuit…
♫♪ « J’ai mal à la tête. Et les punaises me guettent. Que faire dans un cas pareil ? » …
I called one of the centers of tropical diseases in Paris. He did not even ask me what country I stayed …
– Have you seen your doctor?
– Yes. He told me that they were bites wood …
– So no need to take RV home.
– No, but I called just to inquire. Because when your doctor tells you that you have been bitten by bed bugs woods, I think it is better to consult specialists …
– You have fever?
– No but …
– So no need to make an appointment. Have a good day.
I remain perplexed damn ….
At the chemist, the product prescribed by my doctor (a similar treatment of scabies) is out of production. Okay …
It therefore seeks another with similar virtues … but it is forbidden to asthmatics. Above, I have asthma. #lespiedsdansleplat
To limit the damage, it remains for me to apply the product in the courtyard of the building, because it takes a ventilated area with the air stream to avoid I breathe the product. And then I open the door of my house and is present? XXL mosquito. « Oh no, oh no no … » I shut the door again and shouted, « No, but it is not the army of salvation nor a center for » blood donation « You have passed on to my address! other side of the Atlantic or what? « . I wait a while to get out of my edgy provided with a repellent.
It is with a skirt and no panties as I appear naked ass quickly to the building’s courtyard the time to apply the product. It smells pneumonia …
More doubts at this stage seeking to kill me ..
Otherwise it will you? …
