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Poison oak again !?!!!?!!

I hate poison oak I get that stuff about once a month during the summer. Not bad break outs but itchy little rashes. Our Lil man here is at the age where he is walking about our property by himself.  So I decided to do battle with the Grove of poison oak in our back 40. Armed with an Axe a hand saw and a hand powered brush/weed cutter I ventured out. Everything was going well until I cut a thick trunked bush out, that vindictive sucker fell right on top of my head. Well needless to say I freaked out I ran in circles throwing clothes off in a frenzied panic. Then I realized my beautiful homestead wife locked the back door to keep Lil man in the house while I was in the heat of battle. So there I am standing in my chonies in the garage, door locked poison oak seeping into my pores. Luckily my beautiful homestead wife must have heard my panicked frenzy and came to see what was happening. Long story long I washed in dawn soap and only have a little rash behind my right ear.

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