There is a joke on the Internet that a snake bit someone and the snake died. What did the man eat? )

Last night, I stepped on a viper and it turned around and bit me. After a while, the snake twitched, foamed at the mouth and died. I spat at him and told him disdainfully: I drank too much iodine from childhood and mixed melamine milk. When I grow up, I eat white flour, fried dough sticks in gutter oil, red-hearted duck eggs pickled in Sudan, ricefield eel fed by birth control pills, chicken with hormones, pork and beef with water injection, braised pork soaked in formalin, leeks raised in BHC, cabbage sprayed with dichlorvos, moon cakes made from old materials, white wine rich in methanol, and drinking. Covered with a quilt made of black cotton, smoking cigarettes with excessive heavy metals, breathing air rich in carbon and sulfur, receiving exam-oriented education, living in a house where ants live and being injected with fake vaccines! Looking for a job after graduation is full of experience. I have long been immune to the five poisons, which are extremely toxic. Dare you bite me? Really want to die!