I’d say this casually to family and friends as they went off to sleep. It had no real meaning to me. Were there really bed bugs? I never thought about it one way or another. It was only a funny sentence.
Then in one year on three separate occasions I got the bed bugs. You know when it happens. There’s no doubt what it is. You go to bed one night and the next morning you’re furiously scratching; you can’t keep your nails away from the area touched by those BB. They seem worse than mosquito bites. And mosquitos like me. I’ve had plenty of experiences with them.
I don’t use that expression anymore. It lost its appeal. Never comes to mind anymore.
Life is like that.