Wednesday, September 9, 2009

What is the point in those nasty, poisonous little scumbags?

What is the point of fire ants?

We went to Galveston for the weekend and the grass around the beach house was covered in lots of small fire ant mounds.

This made walking the dogs a lot more tricky than it should be as Busby has a habit of annoying insects that sting or bite.

When we got home we weren't sure where our house was. We're pretty sure we left it where we usually left it but we couldn't see it. It was blocked by the two biggest fire ant hills there ever was!

What is the point of these creatures?

Maybe somebody somewhere actually wants their soil piled up into nice little mounds around their garden, but surely even they have no use for the nasty, poisonous little scumbags that will use their psychic powers to make sure they all attack you at the same time causing maximum pain.

Nothing gives me greater pleasure than pouring poison on top of their nest and watching hundreds of them come crawling out to see what is happening, then happily carry the poison into the nest to share with their friends. Bye bye scumbags.

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