Oh no.

That was way worse than mine. I was probably around 5 years old and it was on my balls. I had no idea what it was, but fortunately, my parents quickly picked up on what was going on since I was grabbing my junk a ton that day. I was fine and it was just a dog tick, but the whole encounter was still nasty.

Damn bro, getting your dick sucked for ages for free!

That's nightmare fuel right there. I don't even have a dick, and I still cringed in horror.

That's what the permethrin is for

Most people seem to have a pretty bad sense of touch.

During certain times of years you get a lot of single spider-silk threads flying in the air and I constantly walk into them. But almost no one else seems to notice them.

I recently have been bitten by quite a few ticks and can never seem to find them until days later. They are so fucking tiny, smaller than a grain of sand! Oh yeah just feel my legs? How do you tell the difference between a tiny scab from a thorn scratch or a tick then? Usually only find them once they have been there for a while and got bigger. Which isn't exactly ideal.

you'd probably notice if you woke up with one crawling up your arm

source: trust me bro (I have dogs)

Acclimating happened when I moved here! I'd get eaten alive at sunset, itchy for 20 minutes. Now? I can't remember an itchy bite, not for 20 years.

I don't dislike all bugs but those damn chiggers, man

Woah, it's chigga for you

Ironically, people in the South call them "red bugs". Felt like I was speaking slurs when I moved here.

Anyway, chiggers got no place in decent society. Just sayin'.

I strip, scrub in the shower, yeet everything in into the washer on full hot.