When I was in Oregon I stood next to an outdoor fire and someone raked poison oak into it without noticing.

I had blisters on my eyeballs, inside my nose, throat and lungs. My head blew up to the size of a basketball. The skin on my face and neck stretched and tore.

I couldn't eat, because chewing was so painful and caused more skin damage as my lips would rip open.

I oozed a disgusting sticky yellowish-white liquid from my entire body in large quantities, that would dry on the skin and cause more tearing.

I had no money or insurance at the time, and had to suffer through it with no help or assistance. It was torture.

I still think that we could win any war by dropping a bomb of poison oak. I would surrender immediately!