Send bug spray!
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I need a can, heck, I need a caseload! Send the good stuff, you know the kind: green can, found in the hunting aisle over at Wally’s World?
I’m vacationing in Northern Arkansas, land of the rice fields. Boggy, humid, and a smorgasbord haven for the buzz and hum of that vile little creature that loves my O-Positive blood type!
Once I read a sure-fire remedy to ward these bloodsuckers off just by eating tons of garlic and onions. I tried it. The only thing it did was scare my family away. Oh, and then there’s that other homeopathic remedy, Oregano or Rosemary oils. Geez-Louise, I imparted a chemical burn to my flesh and smelled like a pizza for a week!
Next came my experiment with shoving fresh herbs into the pockets of my shorts, and creating a masterpiece crown from fresh Rosemary from the garden. Still. Nada. Zip. Zilch.
I can be organic to a point, and then I simply have to throw my hands in the air! The thought of catching West Nile virus hits smack dab into the brutal reality of this season.
My chosen perfume of Summer is a hefty dose of bug spray mixed in with my SPF’s. Kind of a manly sent, I guess, but I’ll proudly go where others only dare.
Like, right here…in Arkansas.