Ants in my Pants

Returning to our cabana down a very dark muddy road (and of course having forgotten our flashlights) I decide I can´t wait any longer to pee. I drop trou on the side of the road and proceed to the house of the owners where we need to talk to them about our plans. Just as we get up to their house, I start feeling bites all over my legs. As we reach their lighted porch, I see swarms of ants all over my shoes and socks and starting up my legs and biting me. I start dancing around and screeching, as those ant bites really hurt. The dog starts yelping and the owner is trying to figure out what is going on and then gets the DDT out and is dousing me in spray and I am trying to pull off my socks and shoes. What a fiasco!