I. HATE. MOSQUITOES.
I don’t usually feel so strongly negative about something, but those buggers have pushed me over the limit.
I have bites on soft squishy parts as well as hard tight parts and parts that don’t normally get abused. And they itched all night long, regardless of the fact that I slathered on anti-itch stuff which has been working normally. I really don’t want to be the main blood donor for millions of new little mozzies.
I’m thnking that this might be one thing God got wrong. Can’t think of a single good reason to have mosquitoes around. There would be justice, of sorts, if mozzies also got bit by something small and had to itch, too. Maybe I wouldn’t hate them so much.