well i officially have an ant problem. these red little buggers seem to be following me everywhere – they’re in my apartment, in my purse and on my desk at work.
in the words of derek zoolander: “what is this? a school for ants?”
and they’re not normal ants either. they carry stuff. they play mind games. and i’m pretty sure they’re building some kind of ant-super-ship to take me out in the night. (they’re just a little too busy looking for my comfort…)
anyway, here’s a summary of the situation at home:
well i’ve finally had enough. i’ve asked them nicely (“please sirs, take your parade somewhere else!”) and i’ve tried punching them with my index finger – but nothing seems to work. they’re either incredibly smart, or really stupid.
my guess is that it’s the latter, because now i’m about to unleash a world of hurt on them in the form of bug spray.
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