W.C. Fields liked his roasted, if I remember right.
I had one of the foster boys stop in for a couple days deer hunting up at one of my cabins. He came back with two ticks in his groin area which I removed. I found out he had been sitting on the ground in a deer run hoping that one would come along. Continuing education, I think you call it. He says he will be back to hunt again.
The Hermit