I just had a splinter story. It's not from cactus, but boy did it hurt! It was the late 80s and I was about 10 years old (I don't remember the exact year). My family was on a road trip going to Zion, Bryce Cyn, and visiting the 4 corner states. We got to a landmark (again don't remember what it was). What I do remember though, was there was a big sign like "Welcome to....." and to take a pic with the sign you have to go up a bit of stairs and sit on a bench (like bleachers). Well, it being the 80s I was wearing thin spandex bike pants. As soon as I sat down, I got an a$$ full of splinters! I jumped up and screamed, and of course my dad called me a baby and told me to sit back down, giving me a second round of a$$ splinters!
After taking the painful pic with a fake forced smile, my mom helped me out... by making me lay face down in the back seat of our rental car with my pants down and my bare butt out while she pulled out the splinters one by one.
That was a fun vaca.
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