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This didnt happen today, but a couple of days ago. I was at the beach with some family when I noticed a freshly washed up Portuguese man o war. During the winter these jellyfish wash up onto the beach in Florida all the time. So thinking nothing of it, I pick it up and place it higher up on the beach to avoid the sucker from getting washed back into the ocean. This is where the fuckup begins. I set down the jellyfish, but temptation got the best of me when I realized how ripe the jelly was for a good popping. I kicked a little sand on top of it, and then slammed my heel onto the head of the jelly. Thats when the tentacles errupted from the base of the head all over my ankle and lower leg. I immediately screamed while my brother and sisters boyfriend laughed hysterically at my mishap. I ran to the water to splash the tentacle bits off. It gets worse. Once I thought I had scraped every bit of fiery tentacle off of my leg, I went on to scratch my stomach. About five minutes later my now sore ridden leg is beginning to resemble my stomach when I notice yet another series of jellyfish stings all across where I ran my fingers. Eventually, the burning ceased. However as I write this, I cannot resist scratching both my stomach and ankle as it feels like I have the worst case of poison ivy I've had in years.
<bot>: I stomped on a live man o war, tentacles exploded onto leg, transferred leg tentacles to stomach, currently shredding chest and ankle apart