Current mood:
I do not hate Wisconsin....it's where I was born and raised. There are beautiful places in Wisconsin and when the leaves change the landscape can be breathtaking. And damnit Wisconsin produces some damned fine dairy.....
On to the post.
Ticks. Yuk.
Totally gross.
Two dogs...
and a big Wisconsin prairie front yard = two dogs with ticks.
Don't let those doggy supply manufacturers fool you. There isn't a preventative product out there that is 100% tick proof.
So, I'm pretty much checking myself for ticks every three seconds. Tick paranoia.
How does that song go?
Following. Stupidest (albeit funny) song ever written.
Thanks Brad Paisley, you've made the world a much better place. Way to increase the intelligence of the American public.
Here we go:
everytime you take a sip
in this smoky atmosphere
you press that bottle to your lips
and i wish i was your beer
and in the small there of your back
your jeans are playing peek a boo
id like to see the other half
of your butterfly tattoo
hey that gives me an idea
lets get out of this bar
and drive out into the country
and find a place to park
cause id like to see you out in the moonlight
id like to kiss you way back in the sticks
id like to walk you through a field of wildflowers
and id like to check you for ticks
i know the perfect little path
out in these woods i used to hunt
dont worry babe ive got your back
and ive also got your front
id hate to waste a night like this
ill keep you safe you wait and see
the only thing allowed to crawl all over you
when we get there is me
you know every guy in here tonight
would like to take you home
but ive got way more class than them
and that aint what i want
cause id like to see you out in the moonlight
id like to kiss you way back in the sticks
id like to walk you through a field of wildflowers
and id like to check you for ticks
oooh you never know where one might be
and oooh theres lots of places that are hard to reach
id like to see you out in the moonlight
id like to kiss you way back in the sticks
id like to walk you through a field of wildflowers
and id like to check you for ticks
oh id sure like to check you for ticks
Seriously, you're on a date with a hot guy and he says....I want to check you for ticks? Yea, I think theres one way in there...in my ass crack. Will you get it out for me?
Hot.
But I digress...where was I going here?
Oh yea....the plague that comes when the soybeans are harvested.
Asian lady Beetles. Cute aren't they?
Until there are MILLION of them covering every surface...getting into every crack in a building...getting into the building.........a stinking when they die.
Awesome.
Lastly...(I'll stop picking on WI after this...really).
Humidity.
I know, I know...it's humid in Seward. But seriously, there is something different here.
It can be humid in Seward, but here it is MUGGY.
And Muggy sucks.
Ok, just to reset the balance.....something good about Wisconsin.
Beautiful leaves....
Oktoberfest....
CHEEEEESE!
Love you too!
S

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