I'm Going to Have to Burn Myself Down There
Today I acted in a film called "Precious Cargo" (I think that's what it was called), and sat around in heat around lots of ticks. I got two or three off before they could burrow into me (one on my scalp, one or two on my back), and returned home to find that at least one still managed to latch on to me... and of all body parts for it to choose to latch on to...
I should hope that's an explanation enough.
I should hope that's an explanation enough.