Great Ants!
Not the kind you dread having over for dinner...
(Okay, you dread this kind too.)
THEY are what begs the question... If a Bomke screams in her apartment and no one is around to hear, why is she screaming so loud?
A string of little black ants. Longer than it has taken me to get to the point here. Streaming out from under my oven, and into my dishwasher. A line, 10 ants deep. Crawling everywhere!
I flee, with wet hair and no make-up to the nearest drug store. Next to the hornet spray, only once choice: Combat's Killer Ant Homes (that may not have been the exact title). Anyway, the woman at the register tells me that these things have been selling like hot cakes. Apparently, it's ant season. Who knew? Well, I guess I do now. My question to you is... so I put out the little homes, now what? How do I get rid of these little boogers? There are ant carcasses all over my kitchen. My News Director tells me that they come back for their dead. He might just be messing with me though, he likes to do that sometimes, and he's very good at concealing what he's really thinking.
Don't come to me if there's a trail of ants in your office boss... unless your coming with a raise, to help get rid of the ants.
