The ant situation is officially out of control. The ants are storming the kitchen. We've run out of paper towels. I've run out of any lingering amibvalence about killing them. The whole kitchen and living room smell like Simple Green.
They found a frying pan left in the sink overnight and went NUTS.
I just found an ant walking on my glasses. I was wearing them.
The frying pan is full of water and Simple Green and now looks like a tragic scene from an ant epic poem, with the bodies of many brave worker ants rolling in the poisoned surf.
I feel kind of ill.
The jasmine bushes I thought were so nice when we moved in? Maybe not such a good idea.
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