Waging War

When I get bitten by musquitos I get allergic reactions, which means dreadful itches, temperature raises, big swollen patches of skin around the bites and - if it gets really bad - nerve pains. So I don't like musquitos, especially not the b*tch*s that bite me. Last Sunday night the shit hit the van once again: too many bites, so I got some lovely allergic reactions. It made for a great Monday...
So I bought myself a stick of anti-musquito stuff with DEET in it. Even suitable for in the tropics, it says. For two nights in a row I have slept with the product covering all areas of nude skin (with the exemption of eyes, ears and lips). And guess what, the m*tha f*ck*ng b*tch*s are still d*mn bl**d* biting me for I woke up with two new musquito bites on my body!!! Isn't DEET supposed to be poisonous to these little suckers?!
Well, apparantly I'm so tasty that they will even risk instant poisening by biting me - the stupid females. I wished that men would find me tasty like that! And for the b*tch*s: We're at War...