I’ve had it. And so I called the exterminator. He’s coming tomorrow to obliterate these damn ants. I can’t wait. Which is funny because I really tried to be nice and kind. But nothing worked. They just kept coming. It didn’t matter whether I tried to psychically ask them to leave or if I killed a few and left their crumpled bodies as a warning to others… THEY JUST KEPT COMING. Finally I decided that mass extermination was the only answer.
Have fun tonight my little friends because it is your last! Bwah Hahahahaha!
At the risk of sounding incredibly insensitive:
How 1940’ish of you.
Yeah, I know. I am so evil. I hate it but I just can’t handle these ants anymore! I really tried everything else but it just didn’t work.
For the record, if the ants were people I would definitely go a totally different route. I do not condone people genocide.
Melt a pot of chocolate, invite Andrew Zimmern and a bunch of his friends over.
Dip-dry-eat.
They will be gone in no time.