Jenny Lynn Keller
What happens when you swallow a bug? [Drumroll, please.] You become bug bait. Or so my husband claims. The other month he accidently swallowed a small flying insect. Based on his facial expressions while attempting to expel the intruder, you would’ve thought he swallowed a gigantic grasshopper. How did he arrive at the bug bait conclusion? For the first time in his life he experienced the joy of chigger bites last week. Personally, I see no correlation between the two and refused to offer any sympathy. After all, he’s bragged for years about never needing insect repellent because he married me—voted most attractive by every biting insect in the south.
What’s your bug bait frequency—rarely bitten, occasionally bitten, 100% bug bait?