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subantz
May 26, 2009, 12:36 PM
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I went there yesterday to look around. I found a couple of boulders and a couple of small walls. I came back out. Greeted the girlfriend who did not want to walk the very thin trail. What happened next she took off running. Yelling something something TICKS. So I look around my pant legs and holy shit. were did all those come from. I striped down in the parking lot picked 16 ticks off my clothes and will not be back there till the weather cools. END
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andersjr
May 26, 2009, 7:18 PM
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i thought you did 20 problems in 10 minutes. . .
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Vorago
May 26, 2009, 7:38 PM
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Sounds like North-West Scotland...only difference being that those 16 bitches actually bit me...
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kitling89
Jul 2, 2009, 12:20 AM
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you can always plunge in the hooch to avoid the bugs
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milesenoell
Jul 2, 2009, 12:57 AM
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A few years back I ended up sleeping in a field without a groundpad or bag, and when I got up went over to a grocery store to get some food. While standing in line I saw something move on my shoulder, so I look over and out of the corner of my eye see a tick crawling around. I immediately start slapping at it trying to get it off me, but I couldn't see it very well and was kind of spazzing out so basically I just starting jumping around slapping at myself and shrieking "Tick, tick, there's a fucking tick on me!" To make it worse I had long hair at the time so I'm taking my hair out of a pony-tail, thrashing around and generally making everyone in the store think I'm a lunatic (sorry for the pun), but I can't just run out of the store 'cause I'm really hungry and still need to get through the line. So after all that I'm now trying to settle back down so I can buy my food, but nobody wants to go back to standing in line next to the crazy tick guy, and meanwhile I'm still trying to figure out what happened to the tick, and telling myself that it had to be just one of them.
My buddy who was there still gives me shit about it.
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