Flying turtles! Hee! I hated the cicadas in Illinois -- not for themselves so much (as insects go, they don't bother me) but for the noise they made. The trees were full of them -- every oak and maple making a goddawful racket, day and night. When I think of Illinois, one of the main things that sticks in my mind is driving down the street with the Doppler effect of all the cicadas in the trees...

Cockroaches are the only kind of insect that really give me the heebie-jeebie feeling. Another of my not-so-pleasant Illinois memories is picking up a double handful of spilled dog kibbles on the porch, and discovering too late that it was absolutely crawling with cockroaches -- positively writhing with them. And I reacted like a total girl -- screamed, threw my hands out, sending kibble and cockroaches flying everywhere... very embarrassing...