I looked down and saw hundreds of ants scurrying about. I followed their trail for over 20 feet. At first I thought the ants might be gathering food but only about five were carrying anything. The rest were just moving, going from one end to the other, passing other ants and totally oblivious to candy wrappers strewn nearby. I thought these ants were rather silly stuck in their fast paced little world - not even aware of sweet treasures inches away. If only the ants would just slow down from their frantic journey to wherever.
Silly ants.
Silly ants indeed.
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Hah! Those foolish ants totally missed all those dry, crunchy time spell nuggets.
Maybe you should've majored in philosophy. So deep and profound girlfriend.
I hate ants.
I like ants. I don't like fire ants. I hate those things. They were one of the worst things about living in South Carolina, though I got a perverse pleasure from destroying their mounds.
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