ERage said:shoulda just left it in, a tick has gotta eat too ya know.
Next up, Flaming glory comes south and experiences chiggers!
why_ask_why said:I don't think I've ever been chiggered
ERage said:A.K.A. Harvest mites
those bastards are nasty, they are almost impossible to see with the naked eye. they burrow under your skin and make a fairly large welt that itches and burns. They love warm spots, particularly crotches and armpits.
why_ask_why said:you go to the hospital for ticks and fg tries sepuku on his crotch...ahahah, wtf y'all? they are so easy to get rid of
why_ask_why said:you go to the hospital for ticks and fg tries sepuku on his crotch...ahahah, wtf y'all? they are so easy to get rid of
Towel, just got out of the shower.thrawn said:edit> And damn, terry-cloth underwear?
I've heard about those... My cousin got tons of them at Ft. Benning. Is why you should always wear pantsERage said:shoulda just left it in, a tick has gotta eat too ya know.
Next up, Flaming glory comes south and experiences chiggers!
Edit: Chigger is not a racial slur for a chinese person. Now you know!
ERage said:A.K.A. Harvest mites
those bastards are nasty, they are almost impossible to see with the naked eye. they burrow under your skin and make a fairly large welt that itches and burns. They love warm spots, particularly crotches and armpits.
zengirl said:The only time a ticks are ever really gross is when they're fully engorged and full of blood.
We'd pull em off the dogs and then squeeze them till they popped.
zengirl said:The only time a ticks are ever really gross is when they're fully engorged and full of blood.
We'd pull em off the dogs and then squeeze them till they popped.
They are not poor bugs. They are parasites! If it wasnt raining today I would be outside taking out my agression on nature with burning tires.Sarcasmo said:We used to spend some vacations at a cabin in the mountains when I lived in Norway. Awesome secluded place on the ocean and all that. A block from the cabin was a field of cattle COVERED in massive, bloated ticks. We used to pick them off and smash them between rocks until the rocks looked like sacrificial altars. There was so much blood it would form puddles on the ground where all the crushed tick corpses were scattered. Looking back those poor bugs probably thought it was Armageddon or something.
I walked the dog around my neighborhood last week, I came home and relaxed on my couch and felt my arm irritated... I look over and theres a freakin tick crawling up my arm.FlamingGlory said:They are not poor bugs. They are parasites! If it wasnt raining today I would be outside taking out my agression on nature with burning tires.
Here they carry lyme disease, tularemia, and eastern equine encephalitis. So freaking out is the standard procedure.
zengirl said:What?
Oh we raised showdogs when I was a kidthrawn said:dogs plural, yeah it probably wasnt even worth me even attempting to explain.