I’m riding on the train reading my book and all of the sudden I feel a pin or something sticking me in the middle of my chest. I’m trying to be discreet and not go crazy but something is sticking me. So I sorta look down my shirt, trying not to cause a peep show but found nothing. I keep reading and there goes the sticking again. This time I put my fingers slightly down my shirt to wipe away whatever is sticking me. I am so ready to stick my whole hand down my shirt and scratch like a Baboon with fleas but instead I put my hand over my chest and press them with the expression of a grandma that would give you when she is pleased that you went to church “oh my babies came to church, praise the Lord”. The sticking pain has gone away. When I get home I had to find out what was sticking me, guess what it was?……..a little black ant. That little son of a biscuit had me twisting and squirming, ready to go crazy!! Now I feel like something is crawling on me every 10 minutes. arrrgghhh!!
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