One summer, we discovered the biggest tick ever on our dog. After my mom pulled it off of the dog, she decided to turn it over to my brothers and me. We decided the most appropriate thing to do was to take turns trying to pop the tick. So, we jumped and jumped until the tick exploded with blood. Surprisingly, it took about 6 jumps before it finally burst. Thick skin! That thing was loaded. Good ol’ midwestern fun.