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i hate i hate i hate (ticks)! We went camping and went to the countryside of wisconsin as kids all the time and i was always paranoid of ticks. My mother was bit by one and so was my grandmother, both of them unfort contracted lyme disease. They were really bad off for the longest time now it seems to have chilled. My poor little brother at one time had one that attached itself to his scalp and had to get it removed. EEEEEEEEEEW If its 4 bugs that i cannot stand, its: bees, spiders, june bugs, and ticks!
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