and the ants go marching on...
I awoke to find a long stretch of ants making their way from my front door to Kazoo's dish. Little did they know that trip was going to end in mass genocide. I'm sure ants far and wide heard their faint little screams as they all got sucked up into my vaccum and/or stickily picked up with my handy roll of tape.Insert image here of pissed off Willo holding a sign that says "No Ants Allowed" and hearing her Dirty Harry voice say "tell your friends" as she blows the smoke from her trusty Eureka.
I really need a cup of coffee.
