For me, I think it was when I was playing in the yard, and saw one of my mom’s pots of dirt for her garden, and I thought “yeah this would be good to dump on my lap”
It was full of fire ants. Big, angry, north carolinian fire ants.
I was covered in red welts and all I remember is screaming at the top of my lungs while my mom sprayed me down with a hose
good to hear. nobody should have to go thru 3.5 weeks of being unable to eat solid food.
I never, EVER want to see a smoothie, or shake, or blended soup, ever again.