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Originally Posted by oakley
Looks great. Speed gardener. Get it done. Just before the rain.
Fire ants. Batards. I have a scar on my ankle from NewOrleans '79. Getting out of the
ol' 57 Chevy onto a weedy patch of grass. Stopped at a famous cafeteria style joint for
fried okra and all the fixins'. Must have disturbed them getting out of the car. Getting
back in i was hit by lightning. Wow did that hurt. Never forget it.
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Thank you.
I get bit almost every day.
Year ago I was watering a new tree as a landscaper on Fort Hood Texas.
It was next to an on base store and people were everywhere.
I had faded blue jeans on.
There was no mound or nest.
But the ground was cracked around the base of the tree's watering hole.
I looked down and my pants were brown all the way up to my waist and on my tee shirt with fire ants.
I had millions of them on me.
They were boiling out of the cracks in the ground.
As god is my witness I tell you all right now I took my cloths off down to my underwear right there in public.
Pants, boots, socks, shirt, hat and all and started washing them off with the hose.
Nobody said a word as they saw the ants on me.
Worth