this) stuck in my hair so after much screaming, frantic head scratching and the decisive drop of a sandal, the ordeal was over with. But it was so traumatizing! I mean, how many bugs have to torture me before they let me be?! I would love to let them be if they would stop trying to interact with me.
So now, Puffer's Pond is forever negatively tainted for me and bugs are just that much more gross. Side note: why would a city make the name of a pond OFFICIALLY Puffer's Pond? I mean, colloquial nickname, I get it, but official?!