Monday, 30 March 2009


The intelligence of the local ants must have morphed during the winter months.

Usually sometime in the spring they invade en masse thus prompting me to respond with an array of chemical weapons that would worry cold-war negotiations.

This year they are entering one at a time in the apparent belief that my instinct to squash them will be somewhat assuaged by their apparent innocent and idle loitering.


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