You know, If I picked up a hitch hiker I'm pretty sure I would know. The fact that you have someone else riding along with you is the first clue, and without a doubt wouldn't be unnoticed. You don't just go along and all of a sudden say "What the heck! Who are you and where did you come from?" It looks to me like, at some point and time you have to stop for them right? Well in this neck of the woods, that doesn't seem to be the case. You can just be minding your own business and Bam!.."Hello new friend!" It seems most of the time they are ugly, disease ridden, creepy buggers. Some stink and are so dirty, probably from getting around so much. You see them and automatically think "Ewe where did you come from!" I hate seeing them all around and this time of the year it's like they come crawling out of the woodwork. Where do they all come from? I'll tell you most of them come from my moms backyard. She is just over populated with them laying around. You go over and the next thing you know they are hanging on to your pant leg, it's so disgusting. Somehow every time we go over one ends up sneaking home with one of the girls. The school playground is just as bad. Everyday Mady comes home telling me about the buggers bothering her friends. Today at school the teacher happen to find one (a Tick!!!!) setting up home in
