I smell like an old woman. I have antibiotic breath and reek of tiger balm.
I didn't use to use tiger balm. But ever since the Mt Kinnabalu climb and being wowed by its powess with aching, non-functioning muscles, I've found other uses for it. There is tiger balm smeared on the mosquito bites on my feet and my finger knuckles even as we speak.
It doesn't really relieve the itch, but the sting on cut skin keeps me from scratching more than I should.
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Tiger Balm Power
Posted by mis_nomer at 9:25 AM
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