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We had a vegetable garden. Tomatoes, peppers, peas, corn...several times a week I would go pick weeds, check the plants, etc. One saturday afternoon, I decided to be quite diligent in the cleaning of this patch. I went in barefoot, but in jeans(rather rinse mud off the feet than get it all over shoes). I weeded, i straightened, I picked whatever was ready. And I itched. From the ankles up to my thighs, I itched. Spouse was working in the garage/worskhop and, scratching, I made my way over there. I picked up the hem of my jeans and saw....ANTS!!! in my pants! Up to to my thighs I am covered in these things!! I went into the garage, instructed the spouse to run inside and get some shorts and I closed the garage door and stripped down....
Excuse me....I'm itchy again....
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