On my way to the Post Office this morning I briefly touched a mosquito bite on my forehead. I didn't pick it, I just touched it.
Then I chatted with the postmaster, stopped into the store and walked around town totally unaware that I was sporting a big, dried, bloody blob on my face that had dribbled down into my eyebrow. I scared myself looking into the mirror! WTF? I didn't feel a thing. How was I to know I was bleeding like a gunshot victim! Sheesh.
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LOL. I'd rather that than realizing you had a booger hanging in your nose.
Sounds like something I would do.
Now my DD wants to know why I am laughing so hard while she was trying to tell me about school stuff. LOL. Sorry Swami!
*snort* LMAO
Do mosquitos has a purpose other than irratating us humans?
Funny about the blood streak.
sheesh. You'd think somebody would have mentioned it.
Yeah. What Glowie said.
Interesting website with a lot of resources and detailed explanations.
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