Dear Ants:
Please be informed, we are not friends.
My home is not your home. My kitchen is not your kitchen. My food is not your food. The cookies I left on the counter were there to cool, not for you to walk all over and snack on at will. Stay outside where you belong.
I consider your presence in my house an act of war. If I have a run-in with you, I will show no mercy. You will not have time to explain yourself, tell your sad story, or to even call for help. If I see you, I will squish you. I won't feel bad about it either.
Consider this your warning.
Sincerely,
Sarah
today, I blog!
12 years ago
3 comments:
I might have to print this out and tape it to my counter. I didn't even know ants could read! You're a genius!
Want to tell the ants at my house too. They are the baine of my existence
That is the best letter written e.v.e.r!
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