Looking at this rather disgusting photograph reminds me of the time we found an ant trail running from my son's window, across the wall, and under his bed. The trail ended at a Tootsie Pop. I carried the offending item to the sink and gently opened the label. I was startled but morbidly fascinated as ants came pouring out. And the Tootsie Pop was half-eaten! I guess everybody likes Tootsie Pops ...UPDATE (10/24/08): If you are not an ant but you still aren't getting invited to birthday parties, I added a new post just for you: Hugs to the Lonely. :)
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