When Animals Attack
I once witnessed my best friend savaged near to death by a flock of rampant killer sheep.
It's a kill-or-be-killed world out there and poor Steve Irwin never made it back alive. Tell us your tales of survival.
( , Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:45)
I once witnessed my best friend savaged near to death by a flock of rampant killer sheep.
It's a kill-or-be-killed world out there and poor Steve Irwin never made it back alive. Tell us your tales of survival.
( , Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:45)
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I get the same problem
I empathise quite a lot with you. I react very, very badly to just about every different countries mosquito bites, but I do see to build up some sort of resistance over a couple of years if I return to the same place.
Several years of going to France - Not a problem!. Just a slight itch, looks like a tiny white head, sadly without the seqeezability.
A few years of Italy - well, at first I had the same reaction as you, arms like Popeye after an all night spinich bender. Fine now though.
This summer visiting my girlfriend at her summer house in Sweden. It was very cold to me - the family is running around in not very much, I'm sitting there in jeans and jumper, shivering. So the little fuckers went for my hands and faces... I couldn't eat or speak for days, nor use my fingers properly for weeks after. I've still got the scars on my hands from them. Worst thing, I've found nothing at all that can help me with them... any suggestions?
( , Thu 1 May 2008, 8:21, Reply)
I empathise quite a lot with you. I react very, very badly to just about every different countries mosquito bites, but I do see to build up some sort of resistance over a couple of years if I return to the same place.
Several years of going to France - Not a problem!. Just a slight itch, looks like a tiny white head, sadly without the seqeezability.
A few years of Italy - well, at first I had the same reaction as you, arms like Popeye after an all night spinich bender. Fine now though.
This summer visiting my girlfriend at her summer house in Sweden. It was very cold to me - the family is running around in not very much, I'm sitting there in jeans and jumper, shivering. So the little fuckers went for my hands and faces... I couldn't eat or speak for days, nor use my fingers properly for weeks after. I've still got the scars on my hands from them. Worst thing, I've found nothing at all that can help me with them... any suggestions?
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