JB works too. One night we were hanging out with a number of my gentleman's friends in the yard. The rum flowing and so were the tall tales. I swore the more rum I had, the better I could follow the patois. We were laughing and having such a good time. Suddenly I realized that I had had a "wee bit too much" and after contemplating how I was going to make a graceful exit for about 20 minutes (way too many witnesses, I didn't want the guys to see I had hit the wall), I managed to stand up and make my way around the back of the board house without losing too much of my dignity. I was sitting in the back door on the bed room floor, trying to let my head clear. My friend checked on me often to make sure I was OK but I would not be budged. At some point, I decided that since the mosquitoes didn't seem to be biting so I could lie down right where I was for just a little while.....Originally Posted by VVHT
As the morning sun was heating up my legs, which had been hanging out the back door all night - I realized that the skeeters had been quite active - but JB never let me feel a ting!
I looked up at where my friend was sleeping on the bed - safely wrapped in a sheet, bite free and comfy. "Hey! Why didn't you get me up?" "I tried babes but there was no budging you."
Moral of the story: JB does not make a good husband but it's great as an anesthetic!
