OK so today I woke, went to let Rod Smith Ortiz out for her morning stroll in the grass, and my entire back door and landing were covered in ants. Mean, hairy ones. They were huge, some had tattoos. And yes they bit me. Well hell hath no fury, my friends.

So I called work and told them to keep the coffee pot warm-the Sherriff was going to be late today. RSO and I jumped in the Nite Rida and went to Home Depot to stock up on bug killer. (actually, first I went online and checked to make sure the little bastards weren't termites). Then we went to the store and got some more coco astros. Then we came home and I wreaked lemon-scented death on the invaders, leaving traps for the survivors. It was totally sweet.

I still made my 10 o'clock meeting at work

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