Mayo is an interesting thing. The thought of eating it plain or in large amounts makes me nauseous and I hate the smell, but I love it on sandwiches and hamburgers, in moderation. The mere mention of it is enough to make my dad leave the room, though. If he's eating something that contains undetectable amounts of it, it's alway fun to remind him.
I used to see Junebugs every year. I don't see um anymore. We just have these huge black things that fly up, scare the shit out of everyone who didn't see it coming, and then fly away harmlessly. I forgot what their called.
EDIT: Fig beetles, I think. Though apparently they're actually green.
