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Oh boy
I have an environmental scientist for a mom and in 8th grade we had to do a science fair project. Now my mom wanted me to do something cool, no lemon electricity projects or "Does the plant grow better with lemon juice or water" type shit.
So she ends up making me do this mouse catching project, where we go out to one of the fields she's been working in with biomass and soil samples and I set up my little safe mouse traps with the peanut butter inside all about the place. The first day I go to set out these traps though, I am NOT wearing long pants or a shirt. It is 90 fucking degrees outside and we had to traipse through some tall grass. I was hot as hell and my mom thought it would be funny not to tell me that this place was infested with ticks.
After we returned to the car to leave the place, my legs are covered in the fuckers. My mom was laughing her ass off and in certain places, the number of ticks was so dense that you could not see my skin. For the ones that had not yet embedded themselves in my skin, we used duct tape to remove. A lot of them, though were already in. I took off my fucking pants and saw that these things were making a god damn nest in my pubes and vagina.
Long story short, the next times I went out there I wore long sleeves and pants with duct tape at the wrists and ankles, gloves, boots, and tied by hair back in a hat.