Ah, yes, it is indeed Tick Season. I agree wholeheartedly. I shall strip my clothing, leaving me to my bare body. You are a coward. I don’t just expose my extremities, I want the ticks to be able to consume from all areas of myself. I will expose all parts of my body to the elements, giving them free rein to feed as they wish.
I have heard about their rapid population growth, which makes me even more determined to offer my flesh to these little guys. I can't help but feel the urge to assist them in any way I can. My first instinct is to roll around in tall grass, so that they have a greater chance of finding me and latching onto me. If they wish to feast on my blood, then I am more than willing to oblige. Let them feast! I feel a sense of duty to provide them with sustenance, as I am aware of their crucial role in the ecosystem. It is my responsibility to ensure that they have enough resources to thrive, and I am committed to doing my part. Thank you for the reminder, dearest friend. I shall heed your wisdom and expose my entire body to their hungry jaws.
It is my privilege to be of service, and I eagerly await their arrival.
So how 'bout that Renfield movie? :B