What are chiggers anyway?
Posted: 26 Jul 2010 16:55
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Actually, they are more than one sort - and that is the reason why there are so many conceptions and misconceptions about chiggers
- 2. Tuck in pants.
7. Change socks and underwear every day.
If the infection spreads at this rate, it could cover South America in a matter of days!!SandChigger wrote:Hmm...
Only problem I can see is the fact that... I've never been to South America.
lotek wrote:I'd say up that cat's arse, but you already knew that didn't you?
...barefoot.grandmastercrafter wrote:When I was a boy, we didn't have fancy graphics or maps in our computer games! We had to type two word commands, and we liked it! And we had to rub mud on ourselves to stop chiggers! While walking through blizzards! Uphill! Both ways! ... (paraphrased)
for twenty miles.Freakzilla wrote:...barefoot.grandmastercrafter wrote:When I was a boy, we didn't have fancy graphics or maps in our computer games! We had to type two word commands, and we liked it! And we had to rub mud on ourselves to stop chiggers! While walking through blizzards! Uphill! Both ways! ... (paraphrased)
I, the SandRider wrote: Well, it all started cause I needed some new bells for the cows we had, and the only place you could get bells in those days was over to Morristown, which is what they called Shelbyville in those days. Soooo, I tied an onion on my belt, which was the style in those days, and my paw gave me three nickles for the bells. Nickles had pictures of bumblebees on them in those days, "Give me five bees for a quarter", we'd say. So I got on the train, and I'd tied an onion on my belt, which was the style in those days. It wasn't one of them white onions, neither, it was a big yellow one. We couldn't get white onions back then, cause of the war. So the train got to Morristown, which is what they called Shelbyville in those days, and I took the feathers out of my hat and went into the saloon to get a sarsaparilla. Back then, a sarsaparilla costed a nickle, and nickles had pictures of bumblebees on them. "Give me five bees for a quarter", we'd say. So anyway ....but then well, the horses got out and when I got back from town we had to pull my cousin Ray out from under the porch. Boy, was he mad ! He got killed in the war, not the last war, but the one before that. I'm cold again. Anyway, you can see it wasn't my fault at all, how was I to know that the girl had a wooden leg ? She never did wear a skirt, tho. Her and Ray ran off to Mexico and got caught up in the revolution down there, but by then, I was already in the coast guard.