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I couldn’t bring myself to drop my trousers before two men of the Inland Revenue and ask them to suck the poison from a wasp sting. The blighter had crawled up my trouser leg during our meeting over lunch, reaching the upper thigh before inserting its venom.
Come evening on inspecting the damage - a large creeping red stain - I took myself to A&E. The head nurse wielding a giant syringe demanded I exposed my right buttock. Terrified protestations were ignored. I’ve never witnessed such pain - like being shot in the backside with a 303 round. Couldn’t sit down for days.

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    Neville Hunt over 2 years ago

    Sounds very taxing Steve. I guess the IR guys preferred to suck blood.

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