It’s a shame that Poison Ivy isn’t a cash crop – because Jed Clampett’s boon would have nothing on my natural resource. The House of Rock is plagued by Poison Ivy. But this is no weak intruding battalion of greens, nay. The roots of one infestation easily had a 40mm diameter. The House of Rock is infested by the Andre the Giant of Poison Ivy plants.
I’ve struck back at this itchy invasion before, but this time it was no holds barred. Literally, no holds were barred because I bought a pair of chemical coveralls.
All was protected from that sinister oil except for about 5 square inches of exposed skin between my chin and my goggles.
Anyone who knows me knows exactly what happens next in this story: Poison ivy on my face.
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sweet get up!