OMG....that is harsh.....I wrote this and posted it some time ago I will post it again.......fun stuff. 
Yes I said fire ants 
> 
> I really have to learn where these suckers live. I thought I did but 
> they are much craftier than I originally thought. So in an effort to 
>launch a stealth attack on the unsuspecting Dougie Fresh, 
they now put their nests under camouflage so they might catch me off guard. Well their
> little ruse worked......this time. Oh usually you will find them in the 
> open with a big neon sign on their mound of dirt they have neatly piled about 
> the opening to the hell they call home. It is hell for the rest of us if 
> we get caught without noticing. They don't have the courtesy to give a 
> warning. Even a rattler will rattle when you are getting too close. But 
> not these evil devil spawns. This time, their nest in the grass under a tree and 
  there is no giant mound to mark it. 
> 
> There I am just doing my job. I’m a cable guy. I pull the lid off of the pedestal and set 
> it down. I sit on it. The location is peaceful and quiet. Too quiet. There are some 
> small trees with sparse grass underneath it. No mound of ants in view. 
I am sitting on the ped lid opening the amp and setting it out.
>. Meanwhile the silent little critters have been 
> disturbed by my presence. Oh sure maybe I sat the lid on their precious 
> little opening or made too much vibration. Not good enough of an excuse 
> to launch a sneak attack. Not in my opinion anyway.
> 
> In the past when in these situations I noticed them as they were 
> crawling up my shoes and legs. I then would do my crazy dance of 
> insanity as I was frantically trying to wipe them off of me. This time I am in shorts 
My bare legs leading up my shorts to ....you know where.
> Well there was no way  they were going there
 without some screaming or crying at least. I have 
> a torch but common sense finally kicked in before I torched myself in 
> the .....nether regions. 
> 
> But this time I was caught un-aware as they were crawling up the 
> pedestal lid behind me. On to my shorts and t-shirt. I can just hear 
> them snickering....."he still doesn't know we're here hehehe"....boy is he 
> going to be pissed" ....."You know, he is going to kill some of u when we attack." 
> "Yea but, it'll be worth it to watch him do the crazy dance of insanity." 
> "they'll be talking about it for generations." 
> As they silently crept up my shirt to my neck, a frontal attack was 
> being formed as a diversion. Oh yes they do think this way. "you guys go 
> around the front and get his attention while we get under his shirt and 
> on his neck." "When he tries to get you off of his legs, like before, we 
> will bite and sting him on his back arms and neck. Then while he is 
> trying to wipe us off you can get him on his legs." 
> 
> Quite smart actually. Little bastards. There were so many it was almost 
> inconceivable. And they were on my back, legs, arms, hands, neck and hair. They were so stealthy it was surreal. Without warning they attacked. I saw or felt them rather on my legs but it was too late. They had already set up the attack. There was a loud “ATTACK” and they started biting and stinging. A lot. It was just like one of those 
> movies you see where the guy that just goes nuts and runs around in a circle 
> and tears his shirt off all the while wiping his body wherever there might be any of the little terrorists. Where the hell is the lake when you need 
> it????. No lake and there I am doing the crazy dance of insanity. I was frantically looking for a water hose while still in battle with the red little monsters. Needless to say I was gifted with annoying little reminders, about 20 of them, 
  to let me know they had visited me. For a week or 2, I had fond memories of 
  the crazy dance of insanity. 
> 
> later 
> the ever so itching and ant hating 
> Doug
    
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