Fucking Bloody snakes. You get bit by one poisonous cobra and the world seems to end. It wasn't that big of a deal. I'm fine. A little anti-venom and away we go. It wasn't like I died. Because I MIGHT have died had I been a moron and not packed anti-venom in a country full of poisonous snakes, apparently this means I have to take a few days off to "recover". Jer, the wonderful man that he is, actually agreed with them.
I hate men. You all see a little bit of blood, a scratch, and freak the bloody hell out. Grow a pair, already!
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