Larry - that story reminds me of one of my own. Years ago my late uncle and I decided on "saving money" by painting  his sail boat on our own, rather than spending the $500-$600 and letting a marine shop do it. 

My aunt and uncle had a home in Vero Beach FL and we put the little 12-13' sail boat on 2 saw horses and got ready to work. 

Well one spring day we started scraping barnicles - itself fun in the morning beginning heat and humidity and just into this phase I am starting the wonder if the $500 would have been money well spent. 

By the time we started painting, we are starting to get little stings on our legs. It was obvious that something was crawling up our pants and biting us. 

After about 20 minutes of controlled swatting, my uncle, in a fit of frustration, took off his pants and started jumping up and down, swatting his legs with his pants in his skivvies. And cursing. 

It looked for all the world like a new Indian rain dance! 

In between swatting my own legs, I was laughing so hard I could hardly stand up! 

By the time we got the thing finished we were laughing over our "saving" all that money...

And the source of our aggravation? 

There is a particular red ant in Florida - a fire ant? - when that thing bites you it leaves a welt for months on your skin. We both had dozens of them - 

That's what you get by setting your boat over an ant hill...

Bill Brandt




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A nurse that she works with was working out in her front yard on weekend
and had a very disturbing experience.
You see, she is allergic to bees, hornet, etc.  While she was sprucing
up her front yard she heard a buzzing sound
Coming from inside her pant leg!  In a panic she attempted to locate the
bee and smash it before it had a chance to
sting her! =20
In her frustration of failed attempts she wasn't able to kill the bee;
it just kept on buzzing and she presumed it was=20
getting madder!  After several failed attempts to squash the bee she was
now in shear panic mode and decided to
remove her pants, in the front yard; she was grateful she wasn't wearing
some skimpy thong or other under garment!
With the pants now remove she could still hear the buzzing and she
pinned it down to her pants pocket; she stepped
on the pants pocket in hopes of squishing the bee so she could put her
pants back on and continue her gardening.=20
After stepping on the pants pocket she felt something hard, with her
foot.  Upon further examination she discovered the
buzzing sound wasn't a bee but her cell phone!!


Have a great weekend.

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