Tangled Barbware

Don't know how many of you have ever had the benefit of being introduced to that metal madness called barbwire.
The guy who designed that metal artistery from hell must have had an alteria motive for doing so.
Remember as a kid, I do, being made an acquantance to the ball of pain. I was given the job by my dad to go out and repair and rebuild some sections of fence using new Barbwire.
Well sir, I got started early in the morning on a Saturday, the rusty pieces that I had to splice back together and stretch with a wire stretcher of the strong back type, I got an education real quick.
First off, a piece that I was mending broke again, and hit me in the shoulder, leaving penetrations of the porcupines quills, hurt like ---- and bled somewhat. As the day wore on, I received several other introductions from the barbs laced on the strings of wire. A cut on my shoulder, a gash on my leg, cut up a brand new pair of work gloves, and the ends of my fingers. Let me tell you, if you an apprentice with this creation from hell, be careful, it loves to sting and bleed you. Believe it, receive it. Bob Lester