"CHIGGERS could be here" he thought, "I've never been in this forest before. There could be CHIGGERS anywhere." The cool wind felt good against his bare chest. "I HATE CHIGGERS" he thought. Rocky Top Tennessee reverberated his entire camper, making it pulsate even as the $9 whiskey circulated through his powerful thick veins and washed away his (merited) fear of bugs after dark. "With a camper, you can camp anywhere you want" he said to himself, out loud.
