Ant Hill

I was woken up early this morning. After I groggily turned on the lights and sat back down on my bed to fully wake up, I saw something weird on my floor that wasn't there when I went to bed.

 

 

An ant hill. An active ant hill with a lot of microscopic ants walking around it. Somehow these little ants managed to create their home in a crack in the tile floor. I decided not to destroy the ant hill just yet and went to work.

 

After work I went to the FX and bought insect killer. Almost everything on the can is written in Arabic except for the name, what it is and the catch phrase: "KILLS FAST, KILLS LONG". That sounds good to me. So what if I can't read the ingredients, the warnings or the directions?

 

 

When I got home, there were 2 ant hills. These guys work fast! And more ants. I got down on their level and I saw an ant dragging a dead spider across the floor. For a second I felt proud of the ant for killing that spider, but there was no way that spider was going to fit in the crack of my floor, so the ant had to die. I swept him and his ant friends and both ant hills up into a dust pan and threw them outside. Then I went on a mini killing spree and smashed the remaining ants with a flip flop. Then I sprayed this Arabic Raid in all the cracks of the tile.

 

I may have over done the poison, because now my tiny room reeks and I don't have very good air circulation. I might get high, but the ants will be dead. For now. I hope I didn't just declare war with the ants. I feel their Army is bigger than mine.